Breakfast

Lyrics

[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands] (Ooh, RJ) Bitch, you know DaDa Winning [Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands] My biggest fear is stackin' it all up and losin' it I ain't new to this, I'm true to this Told Poodie give a fuck about an image Fuck opinions, who got spinach, the safe, know we get it (Ayy) Why niggas wanna play like they 'bout it 'bout it? Doin' all that woofin' like they rowdy, rowdy It ain't nan not one of y'all gon' catch a body (Nope) Man, y'all niggas don't scare nobody (Man) Pills in her kitty so she can't go potty (She can't go potty) Street money worldwide, call me Bankroll Lonnie (Call me Bankroll Lonnie) Go'n head, think I'm sweet, see that Draco flyin' (See that Draco fly) Main everything like it's Mayco time I was the one servin' J's, never waited in line (Never waited in line) I was the one playin' spades, swipin' ten at a time The streets chose me 'cause I'm livin' my rhymes Might grab a Yachtmaster 'cause I fill it with time Das gone and it's still on my mind So I pour two lines every time But my nigga tryna fuck two thots every time Let's get straight to it, I can't wine and dine [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Pour an eight up for breakfast Thirty corn 'bows from Texas Bought a chopper and a necklace My bitch say I'm so reckless I ain't really with the textin' Bitch, I'm just tryna sex you If you wanna feel special Hold my 38 special [Interlude: BandGang Masoe] Yeah, nigga, I know it's hard to understand this motherfuckin' money, nigga But if you was gettin' you somethin', you'd listen somethin', nigga My niggas draped in all fuckin' gold, nigga We young kings (Money) [Verse 2: BandGang Masoe] Yep, trophy the Rolex Get out of line, we sticked up outside like it's a protest My patience slim, when I was broke, then get a call from nicks, stay far from him Don't be the same niggas that get you hit Never snitch (Nefer) Thank God, them pieces heavensent, irrelevant Was saver gone, so he irrelevent That medicine, it hurt my soul if I can't find that shit Ain't hidin' shit, this real life, I just relive that shit You need fiends call a hit and not that RX sellin' Bad bitch sendin' me pics showin' off the present Dodgin' feds in an all-white Dodge Cherry Hit sells, I'm at the shop across the street from dairy Scary, we upgraded from them older days Feel like a slave on the ship with new gold chains (Money, nigga) Man, they just love the way I put this shit (Uh-huh?) Celebrate like we done won a damn championship (Money), money [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Pour an eight up for breakfast Thirty corn 'bows from Texas Bought a chopper and a necklace My bitch say I'm so reckless I ain't really with the textin' Bitch, I'm just tryna sex you If you wanna feel special Hold my 38 special