Iayze - Wancho Breesh lyrics
[Iayze - Wancho Breesh lyrics]
(You should probably go, it's getting late)
(Computer rights for life)
Cut off his head if a nigga think he skeemin' on me
I got bands baby, just for all of my opponents
Don't give a damn if a nigga think he skeemin' on me
Bitch this Drac' ain't sign for nothin' it's gon' sing a chorus
You know I be by myself I 'ont fuck with niggas, it's just me and lean
Bitch, I'm like "Free lil 30", I've been stackin' money, know I'm poppin' that bond with ease
Bitch I'm that blast-off, Top Kid Industry, run in yo' house with a mask off
Just came back from Ella, kick my feet up, take these Ralphs off
Self-employed, She ride me and she gorgeous
Brand new Foreign, hotbox the whip
Catchin' an opp we scorin', right in the neck, dead
I count money baby, and it's been a min'
Since I've been broke nigga, he's a broke lil nigga
Red light, green light, red light, green light, baby yellow
Ain't no police baby, I don't know why he said
We keep Dracos for them type of niggas
Don't do Range Ro' and we don't do [_]
In the crib countin' big with a pistol
If you gon' take one of my men, we gon' get you
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
Pop a pill and you won't like how they unleash a nigga
I'm that same old Jace, baby fuck Iayze
You stuck in yo' same old ways, that shit not the way
I starting to feel just like the shit, tell the label give me a raise
He went from a Blood into a Crip, I think he in a haze
That lil nigga went and fell off quick, they don't wanna give him praise
Fly out then I treat that bitch like shit, she in a love maze
She don't care about how I treat her as long as it's coming with Casamigos
LA, ATL, Ella LA to Del Rio
Catch him wish him well, I wouldn't want to be a [_]
I don't even, either
I don't even, either
I don't even, either
I wouldn't want to be a [_]
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
(Computer rights for life)
Cut off his head if a nigga think he skeemin' on me
I got bands baby, just for all of my opponents
Don't give a damn if a nigga think he skeemin' on me
Bitch this Drac' ain't sign for nothin' it's gon' sing a chorus
You know I be by myself I 'ont fuck with niggas, it's just me and lean
Bitch, I'm like "Free lil 30", I've been stackin' money, know I'm poppin' that bond with ease
Bitch I'm that blast-off, Top Kid Industry, run in yo' house with a mask off
Just came back from Ella, kick my feet up, take these Ralphs off
Self-employed, She ride me and she gorgeous
Brand new Foreign, hotbox the whip
Catchin' an opp we scorin', right in the neck, dead
I count money baby, and it's been a min'
Since I've been broke nigga, he's a broke lil nigga
Red light, green light, red light, green light, baby yellow
Ain't no police baby, I don't know why he said
We keep Dracos for them type of niggas
Don't do Range Ro' and we don't do [_]
In the crib countin' big with a pistol
If you gon' take one of my men, we gon' get you
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
Pop a pill and you won't like how they unleash a nigga
I'm that same old Jace, baby fuck Iayze
You stuck in yo' same old ways, that shit not the way
I starting to feel just like the shit, tell the label give me a raise
He went from a Blood into a Crip, I think he in a haze
That lil nigga went and fell off quick, they don't wanna give him praise
Fly out then I treat that bitch like shit, she in a love maze
She don't care about how I treat her as long as it's coming with Casamigos
LA, ATL, Ella LA to Del Rio
Catch him wish him well, I wouldn't want to be a [_]
I don't even, either
I don't even, either
I don't even, either
I wouldn't want to be a [_]
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga
I got money, I got one-two Briefs nigga