Break a b*tch Down lyrics

[Intro]
Gael, Gael, Gael, Gael, Gael
Yur, yur, ayy, ayy
Ayy, yur (What?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: $atori Zoom]
We gon' break a b*tch down
Ten clips to his face, chiefin' on my loud
Yeah, we finna race, finna take it to the ground
Shorty wanna taste, so I take it to her mouth
Make her wanna drown
We gon' break a b*tch down
Ten clips to his face, chiefin' on my loud
Yeah we finna race, finna take it to the ground
Shorty wanna taste, so I take it to her mouth
Make her wanna drown

[Verse 1: $moke$pot]
You a dumb b*tch, in the slums, b*tch
I be trapping, making guala, gettin' dumb rich
Grip all on the Glock, I be gripping on the guns, b*tch
Shawty off a molly, she gon' bust it down dumb quick
You a dumb b*tch, in the slums, b*tch
I be trapping, making guala, gettin' dumb rich
Grip all on the Glock, I be gripping on the guns, b*tch
Shawty off a molly, she gon' bust it down dumb quick
And I'm goin' up
Half a mil' on my plate got me pourin' up
Pop a seal in the Wraith, steady smoking blunts
Pop a X, catch a case, and I'm smoking runts while I'm f*cking all up on her face, ayy
30s in my brain, I just popped myself an Oxy
I'm posted with a pole, yeah, I got a big shotty
And if I see a opp, then we gonna catch a body
Lil' b*tch, I'm making money, I just pulled up in a Masi'
[Verse 2: Ca$hflow]
Feeling some weight, MBM, that's the gang
I got thotties in my jeans, lil' b*tch, we ain't the same
Hit them all deep, yeah, we ballin' with the gang
Yeah, I got some opps, so I gotta keep a thang (Uh, huh)
Feeling some weight, up the choppa, f*ck the fame
Smoking in the rental even though it's not okay (Uh, huh)
Got the best hands like I got a ace of spades
Trappin' ain't no games, can't find it in arcades
Yeah, I really ball, unlike others, I ain't talkin' (No, sir)
Like a pistol, I mop it, if I like it, then I cop it (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck a Batman, but a young jit Robin (Sorry)
Can't knock me off 'cause I'm a trending topic (That's facts)
They be throwing disses, but not making profit
Lame ass ho, shut the f*ck up, stop talking (b*tch)
Go brush your teeth, stinky ass, yeah, you rotten (Facts)
If they want war, let me know, it's the coffin

[Chorus: $atori Zoom]
We gon' break a b*tch down
Ten clips to his face, chiefin' on my loud
Yeah, we finna race, finna take it to the ground
Shorty wanna taste, so I take it to her mouth
Make her wanna drown
We gon' break a b*tch down
Ten clips to his face, chiefin' on my loud
Yeah we finna race, finna take it to the ground
Shorty wanna taste, so I take it to her mouth
Make her wanna drown