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Breaking Bad (Okay)
Sleepy Hallow; Sheff G
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Great John on the beat, by the way
You say you be getting cash, okay, what's the facts?
We gon' run up in your stash, police on me like a rash
You say you be getting packs, okay, got this and that
Send my shooters where you at, guarantee you gettin' whack, look
Cook up, like I'm Walter, should've been on Breaking Bad, look
Step up in the room, you see the drip, get hit with splash
She see money coming quick, so she gonna throw that pussy fast
And I know nigga's snitching for the cheese, they a rat
You know me I'm never switching, yeah, my body different
They're like, "Sleepy you a hero, why they paint you as a villain?"
'Cause they know my nigga's elegant, shoot up your residence
They love me in my city, swear they treat me like the president
I ran me up a bag, up a bag, up a bag
I know they don't like it, how I came up from doing bad
Had to run me up a bag, up a bag, up a bag
Got a check, like it's Nike, I just do it and never brag
You say you be getting cash, okay, what's the facts?
We gon' run up in your stash, police on me like a rash
You say you be getting packs, okay, got this and that
Send my shooters where you at, guarantee you gettin' whack, look
Guarantee you get whack, guarantee you get done up
I know some nigga's patiently waiting to catch a come up
Now you look like a stain, once you're spotted, you gotta rub off
We dump you, ain't no one on's, you never get the one up
Move on, bitch you can die tonight
This just a stain, hold your tongue (ssh)
Where the funds? Don't play brave
Don't play dumb, jackpot tonight
Heard you got it, then I need that
I punch you, push your teeth back
Don't want to hear no feedback, nigga
Ain't no chit-chat, you shinin', get your shit snatched
Them windows tinted, slidin' down, they splittin' like a Kit Kat, look
I'm from the streets, you take a L, you gotta get back
And they don't want beef, we pull up on 'em with Big Macs, look
You say you be getting cash, okay, what's the facts?
We gon' run up in your stash, police on me like a rash
You say you be getting packs, okay, got this and that
Send my shooters where you at, guarantee you gettin' whack
You say you be getting cash, okay, what's the facts?
We gon' run up in your stash, police on me like a rash
You say you be getting packs, okay, got this and that
Send my shooters where you at, guarantee you gettin' whack
Guarantee you gettin whack
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