Xavier Weeks - BREAKING BAD lyrics

(I can't believe you, break my heart)
(I can't believe you, break my heart)
Yeah (break my heart)
Oh, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
(Oo, oo, Oh, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah)

Ion' love that bitch can't cuff that bitch
She make no money, why would I?
(why would I?) these diamonds ain't free
Kicking that cup like Ahmed muh' fucking Musa
(Woopah) i'm in love with the money
I might tat on my face
That "I love fucking moolah" (Oh yeah)
I'm back in Paris, I'm sitting in the lounge
I'm smoking that muh' fucking hookah
And she won't do something? yeah, better yet
Send her back (send her back, send her back)
Then she gon' leave with a broken back (Ah)
She like high fashion and Birkin bags (yeah)
Cutting this shit like Breaking Bad (yeah)
Exotic, exotic, I'm burning it (yeah)
And my heart where the burens at
In too deep, my bros ain't turning back now
Yeah (yeah, Break my heart)
She gon' break my heart
She gon' break my heart
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
(Break my heart)

(I can't, break my heart)
(I can't, break my heart, I can't believe)
(I can't believe)