Warhol.SS - Breaking Bad lyrics

Uh, yeah uh, aye

Boy I see you looking with your looking ass
Aye, I can't have them
Niggas nowhere near me, they be looking bad
Peek inside my operation
Studio like Breaking Bad
Cooking in this bitch
It get flammable like meth labs
Shawty saying I'm the biggest thirty-two, uh
And I keep my thirty too
I ain't afraid to use it
I was making good paper with
This bitch named Susan
When she walk inside the branch
A bankroll coming to me
Put a switch on that glizzy then
You click it to the side
Squeeze on the trigger, let it out
Bullets flying
Better not front your move baby boy
He get Mеlvin and he used to be hot
Now hе lost it and they shelved him
Take a pretty bitch, buy her a body
Call her a Build-A-Bear
Catch a nigga slipping in my circle
I'm gon' take it there
When you dealing with your people then
You gotta' set the standards
If you loafing and your guard down
What you doing?
They catch you lacking and they drawing down
Told this goofy ain't no Wock'y
But it's Par around
I can deal with whatever
I was raised with them bloodhounds
I done felt betrayed and it weigh
Heavy on my heart now
That's why I'm cold now, aye, phew, aye, yeah
You ain't never met no bitch
Realer than your niggas checking bags
Now these niggas say you taking sauce
But when I needed you for something
You weren't no where around
Niggas snitches in disguise, it's a pig stye
When I jump inside that water it's a fish fry
Pink tens same color Hello Kitty dolls
Still shitting on these niggas, Pepto Bismol
Yellow OffWhite ones, call em' Pikachu
Nigga think he fly, he a Ostrich
He never flew
Choppa' bullets rain, clear em' out
Chicken noodle soup
These niggas straight garbage
He thrown in the trash chute
Vegas hitting hoes top floor
It's a glass house thick bitch, ass out
Suck me with that mad mouth
Brodie turned to Mad Max
He been testing all them brand new
Choppers on the lab rats
If I call a nigga one of my
Brothers we gon' bust it down, kitKat's
I could rap forever
Teaching niggas all my known facts
Grew up on the eastside
I'm walking down the exchange and hit Colfax
Then I hit Atlanta, on the southside
On old nat' we gon' get the up's first
Better not look like you clutching
I ain't playing extra gangster
My brothers they decapitating shit
In that Benz, soft top, we decapitating whips
Make my bitch clear this move cause'
I had to take a trip
I might be overwhelming him
Nigga best to get a grip
Walking in my white Air Force 1's, Nelly shit
Ricky Bobby, niggas last
I'm the first-round pick
I appreciate them niggas who been
Behind me off the rip
Roll my leaf with some wax
Laptop he get Mac'd
Why the fuck is you relaxed? You
Ain't checked you no sack
Making raps on this wax
If you popping in this shit
You gon' sell like some crack