Break You lyrics

[Intro]
Hello? I'm in the studio right now
I'ma call you back
The f*ck?
Oh yeah, damn
A-A-Astro got it runnin'
Ayy

[Chorus]
She said, "I like you considerably
DC, can you tell me 'bout your history?
I like your vibes, but you really a mystery
Like, where do you come from? What's your true identity?"
'Member first time I met you I was jittery
Yeah, I kept that sh*t cool, I was crushin' subliminally
Told you come over, gave me a delivery
Yeah, I called you three times and I did it deliberately
Yeah, you used to bump slaps on my f*ckin' auxiliary
Yeah, who is this person? I miss you, it's killin' me
Bought a whole thing of wine, I'ma drown in my misery
I can't wait 'til the day that I catch me a victory (Yeah)
Watch this, baby, I ain't tryna be a prophet
But you need to go make you a profit
'Cause really, and truly, I'm not sh*t, oh sh*t

[Verse 1]
Smokin' on that cookie
Got me movin' too loosely
Took a bag, too groovy
Wakin' up on the wrong side of bed, I'm moody
Shawty gon' give me that head, that booty
What's this you got in your pants? That toolie
Eyes rollin' back, I ain't watchin' the movies
With my baby, I swear I don't f*ck with these groupies
Ice in the dark, that's me
Push it to start, that's key (Ayy)
Peek-a-boo, keep me a stick
Had to put a Patek on my wrist
I know these n*ggas ain't flexin' like this
See I'm from the Mil', so I had to go ship
It's a VV in my mouth, I lisp
Pringle my check, 'cause I stack 'em like this
[Verse 2]
n*gga tried the whole f*ckin' gang, we callin' it caution, awesome
Boom, boom, boom, pop out that choppa, exhausting
Put his mark ass in a motherf*ckin' coffin
Next to his momma, his brother, his sister
I'ma f*ck your main b*tch, rest in peace, they gon' miss you
I keep Gianni, all on my slippers
He talk behind me, we finna lift you, yeah
Broke boy, early bird wins
I'm stackin' my digit, my digit
Stand on my money, I'm tall as the ceiling
Stand on your money, you short as a midget
Feel like I'm Jada, I'm finna Pinkett
He got some syrup, bet I won't sip it
I heard that sh*t leave you stupid and lifted
On some new sh*t I ain't changing my pivot
n*gga tried to steal my song, just off a motherf*ckin' snippet
Watch your baby, [?], sh*t gets explicit
Cut the opp put his ass on a skillet
Give me that pack, give me that pack, give me that pack, I just need a minute
We know you won't last, we know that sh*t trash
'Cause really your whole life a motherf*ckin' gimmick
In a Nascar, I'ma push to the limit
You really can't hang with us, shawty too timid
Yeah, I pull through your hood, yeah, I gave it a visit
Really in real life that sh*t was all crickets
Typical, typical, yeah, boy I get it
You wasn't ready for sh*t to get wicked
I own all your sh*t so I'm leaving a ticket
Need your soul, all your sh*t and your motherf*ckin' spirit
Why you waste, all this time?
For my heart to take, when it's not mine
She sad, "Boy, where you at?"
Yeah, I'm on that time
To be honest, that sh*t is not fine
Phone call was shorter than a f*cking' Vine
Got on a lease without getting co-signed, yeah, yeah
Truly I've been trying to save you
I'm too unstable, baby, I'm a break you
And this life will either make you or shape you
So which one you gon' wait to?
Just make that sh*t and shake too
[Chorus]
She said, "I like you considerably
DC, can you tell me 'bout your history?
I like your vibes, but you really a mystery
Like, where do you come from? What's your true identity?"
'Member first time I met you I was jittery
Yeah, I kept that sh*t cool, I was crushin' subliminally
Told you come over, gave me a delivery
Yeah, I called you three times and I did it deliberately
Yeah, you used to bump slaps on my f*ckin' auxiliary
Yeah, who is this person? I miss you, it's killin' me
Bought a whole thing of wine, I'ma drown in my misery
I can't wait 'til the day that I catch me a victory
Watch this, baby, I ain't tryna be a prophet
But you need to go make you a profit
'Cause really, and truly, I'm not sh*t, oh sh*t

[Outro]
Watch this, baby, I ain't tryna be a prophet
But you need to go make you a profit
'Cause really, and truly, I'm not sh*t, oh sh*t