Break a b*tch (Deluxe) lyrics

[Intro]
(BandGang)
(Come On P)

[Verse 1: BandGang Javar]
This cold b*tch just slid in my DMs, like what you doing, boo?
High school, she hoed me all the time, yeah, I remember you
She doubled back because I got more chicken than the petting zoo
I ain't gon' be petty, I'ma treat you like my other two
I f*cked and hit her with that what you 'bout to get into?
I ain't heartless, when them scams dropped, she got a few
And I ain't stupid, when them phones dropped, she got approved
And I ain't greedy, off that 5K, I gave her 2
b*tch, put your facе on this ID, I don't want nude pics
Twenty pros, forty common names, you gon' makе ten quick
I can make a b*tch, or I can break a b*tch
Long as I get paid, I don't care who she f*ck with

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Said that you know how to break a brick, should save it for the birds
Place a bounty by the second, bro gon' take it by the third
(f*ck around and die the next day, no hat)
(No fakin', sh*ttyBoyz, Dog sh*t Militia)
Told Javar to just deluxe the song, I had to hit the road
Sixty days, fifty shows, somewhere in your city blowed
f*ck around and stack six hundred jacks up off of fifty pros
Cuddy in the kitchen dog fetching, but ain't frizby throw
BandGang, sh*ttyBoyz, that's always a classic
Yeah. I grew up in the jungle, but, man, I always adapted
Bad as hell in school, but I always was absent
Turnt out for the pape, the blue strips, they always attractive
Shut the f*ck up, you ain't been on sh*t since you was born
I wear Palm Trees ass, so you know me, I'ma do the foreign
Syracuse vibes, in New York, we got the blues and oranges
Balenciaga, paid a f*cking rack, that's why the shoes enormous
Every L I seen, it was a lesson, all I know is triumph
All I know is victory, all I know is trophies
All I eat is hundred-dollar meals, like all you know is Coney
Must be f*cked up in the city, must be f*cked up rubbing pennies
If it ain't a supercharge in front of it, won't touch the hemi
If it ain't a fully switch up on it, I won't touch the semi
I be sipping Quagen in the Wocky, I won't touch the Remy
[Outro: BabyTron]
sh*t
(Come On P)
Jefe trippin', he just poured a four up in a f*ckin' Pepsi
Lil' b*tch, she a freak, she wanna f*ck before she f*ckin' met me
sh*ttyBoyz, Dog sh*t Militia, what's the deal, Javar?
Ayy