Break A B Deluxe lyrics
by BabyTron
[Intro]
BangGang
Come On P
[Verse1: BandGang Javar]
This cold b*tch just slid in my DM's like "What you doin' boo?"
Ice Gucci on me all the time, yeah I remember you
She double backin' 'cause I got more chicken than a pettin' zoo
I ain't gon' be petty, I'ma treat you like my other two
I f*ck then hit her with that "What you bout to get into?"
I ain't heartless [?] she got a few
And I ain't stupid, when them fours drop she gotta prove
And I ain't [?] off that 5K, I gave her two
b*tch put your face on this ID, I don't want new pics
Twenty bros, forty common names, you gon' make 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 b*tch, just save it for the birds
Place a bounty by the 2nd, bro gon' take it by the 3rd
(f*ck around and die the next day, no head
No face, sh*ttyboyz, Dog sh*t Militia)
Told Javar to just deluxe a song, I had to hit the road
Sixty days, fifty shows, somewhere in your city blow
f*ck around and stack six hundred jacks up off of fifty pros
Cutty in that kitchen, dog fetchin', but ain't frisbee 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
Turned out for the pay, 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 [?], you know me, yeah, I'ma do the foreign
Syracuse vibes, in New York we got the blues and oranges
Balenciaga, paid a f*ckin' rack, that's why the shoes enormous
Every L I've 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 rubbin' pennies
If it ain't a supercharger 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 sippin' Quagen in the wocky, I can't touch the Remi