Big Bread lyrics

[Intro]
My uncle cooked crack on the west end
Tried to take his life twice, Jesus stepped in

[Verse 1]
My Jacket cemetary full of dead skins (Dead)
I'm tryna win my bro a [?], a perfect ten
It's some pus*y ass n*ggas on that end (Yeah)
Beefing hard all summer, win her best friend
n*gga came to the city and he checked in (b*tch)
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, [?] ten
[?], I know smokers with some dead friends
If the devil come knocking, don't let him in
When I pull up, it's a red on red Christmas Benz
[?] say less, it's finesse, is you gon' get in
Shot that boy in the head, he got cradle cap
And he square like a Ramen noodle flavor pack
Guilty by association, b*tch you date a rat
It's your mammy and your daddy, that's who made a rat
Mr shoot through your windshield
Mr rolling up a ten pill
Mr go and get your kid killed
I grew up in the 90's, n*gga it's been real
All he wanted is a hat, he on his tenth kill

[Chorus]
I had to go put in work for the block
Before them thirty, I rocked with the stock
I had dope in my socks, put them knots in the box
Pray for the day that my [?] get popped
We some foreign slidin' n*ggas
Big bread winners
Have you ever seen a b*tch drop draws in a minute?
Lil b*tch, we them n*ggas
What they mad for?
Ayy, just go and get your bag, ho
[Verse 2: Bossie Badazz]
Just to go and get your kin killed
Live your life, get your money, rep your dead friends (Bleek)
Rappers come to Baton Rouge, gotta check in (With me)
Little [?] ghost, man I make the best [?] (Yeah)
Boosie boys like the Detroit [?]
Free lil' Ralo, all them n*ggas off the west end
Grind n*gga, get your red on red Christmas Benz
f*ck a b*tch, dog a b*tch, make her talk about it
Don't rap back, kill that n*gga, now you really [?]
They need to make a hearse for these n*ggas
Put a skirt on these n*ggas
That's how they talk, a n*gga [?]
My n*gga [?] is walking down 28
Judge gave him 3 for 1, we don't never play
We on that weed, yes indeed puttin' it in their face (Yeah, n*gga)
Back on it, like we back sellin' 28
f*ck around, say my name, let the game begin
Devil knocking at my door, f*ck that n*gga, man

[Chorus]
I had to go put in work for the block
Before them thirty, I rocked with the stock
I had dope in my socks, put them knots in the box
Pray for the day that my [?] get popped
We some foreign slidin' n*ggas
Big bread winners
Have you ever seen a b*tch drop draws in a minute?
Lil b*tch, we them n*ggas
What they mad for?
Ayy, just go and get your bag, ho
[Verse 3: Mozzy]
Yeah, ay, where he live? Pull up on him, send the killers by
Pray his momma watch him die, that's how I feel about it
[?] but b*tch, I still abide
The resume is impeccable, we solidified
I just hope I'm forgiven for all the genocide
Ain't never stood over humans, them n*ggas living lies
Drop another deposit, I set that sh*t aside
My lil' brother took 30, be back in 55
They slip and slide, we gon' slide before we slip
'Cause we done slipped too many times, my n*ggas died behind this sh*t (Yeah)
On G-O-D, I'm suicidal with this stick
'Cause I know if them people catch me, I'ma die inside the Benz

[Verse 4]
I put dope inside spots
Had hoes selling twat
Bust a Rollie down with rocks
Put extendos in Glocks
I put it on your top
Don't be playing with my cash
We ain't jumping on the stand
We gon' lay in n*ggas grass
Yeah, the feds on my ass
So, I gotta move smart
We got pounds of the gas, that don't mean I gotta fart
Bust down with all glass, you could see me from afar
Put your hands on me, n*gga, I'll put your ass apart
Read my n*gga paperwork, that sh*t broke a n*gga heart
I done ran my paper up, pus*y boy, let's go to war
Handcuffs on my wrist, I can still see the scars
Now , it's 60 on wrist, free my n*ggas in the yard, n*gga