Don’t Breathe lyrics

by

WunTayk Timmy


Don't breathe, ok
(WunTayk Timmy!)

[Verse: WunTayk Timmy]
I'll be back, these n*ggas owe me mama
I'm in LA feeling like I'm Kobe, Mamba
I been chasing money, don't want no vagina
Well I do, but I don't even know Rihanna
'Bout to make my way across the open locker
Find a local doctor, get my check up
Lord if this a set up, tell me, I been praying since I was little
Rappin' sh*t up in the basement, I was Tigger
I just seen a million dollars in the mirror
Die for all my b*tches, ride for all my n*ggas
All them shots they taking, how he got a liver?
Order 4 and add a baby, I'll deliver
Wait, he watching a lil baby, got a sitter
I won't knock it, I just ain't that kind of n*gga
Walking 'round my house dressed like Tommy Pickles
Looking like my future baby momma
And she call me daddy, never had a father figure
Momma figured I would end up underfed
That I somewhat did
Wonder if this bread make up for that wonder bread
Someone said "Motherf*ck what someone said"
Mother said "Don't be like yo f*cking dad"
b*tches keep complaining 'bout my lumpy bed
Money under that, that's a bunkin' bed
[?] and bump yo head, give my f*cking bread
Chopper carve yo face, my lil pumpkin head
Boy it's been a minute since I've jumped in bed
Rest when I'm rich, richer than the re-re-rest
I've been making sales "Thank you come again"
We been talking L's, every time we win
To the face, make her say she never win
Took ya girl to a place she never been
Took ya girl to a place she can't even say it
Know exactly what you came here to see
And I told Kimberly to bring Emily
It's nice to meet your girl, my name Timothy
And I treat all my sides the same, symmetry
The chocha price it can remain a mystery
The dope so white it probably claim supremacy
The flow so nice these n*ggas ancient history
And I just left you hoe, you can't be missing me already
I'm so hot I'm sweaty, n*gga dripping heavy
In a different Chevy, they could make spaghetti
n*ggas knew the sauce, n*gga who the boss?
I'ma cool 'em off, I'ma heat 'em up
I'ma see what's up with 'em
If you ask yo b*tch about that Wun n*gga
She gon' tell you can't nobody f*ck with him
Tayk
Don't breathe
(I deserve a Grammy, an Oscar and an Emmy)
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