CB Radio - Coffee Break 2% lyrics

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CB Radio - Coffee Break 2% lyrics

[Verse 1: CB Radio] I work hard but I sleep late Expensive dinners no cheap dates I'm spending now like I can't save Got comma signs you can check the bank You check the paint like you ball hard I don't give a f** about my mauled car Cuz I'd rather strut on your boulevard With these b**hes thinking damn hes a star White gold bling so beautiful And my neck game is so musical Old necklace down on my wrist So I've got some white gold right next to my cuticles Who would know that that dude could flow Tall plant small pack, minute the bowl And my eyes are low so y'all want to know Where I'm from so I'm telling y'all Mexico And I take control of this beat I'm riding Keep it up man I'm still deciding Should I quit and give up this sh** Should I take the beat and just keep rewinding I keep fighting this hate man Get up out of my face man Trying to battle me but I spit this heat So I'm leaving y'all with y'all face tan Now you understand where I'm coming from Chew the beat like its bubblegum No pop sounds like a phony gun Trynna talk some sh** you should hold your tongue Or bite the sh**, but don't bite my sh** My words bite-proof you can quit your munchin' Cuz I've got some kicks and they sick as sh** And this fashion sh** is way over function [Verse 2: Iby Fresh] Posted up at home and I'm just staying on my sh** You might know as be fly but all my n***as call me quick Yea your swag is alright but you ain't cashing out like this I head straight up to the factory cop every J I miss Didn't pick up the phone that's time to shine that you missed And I let that b**h ring and tell that ho to play with her fist The crew is hella deep and our swag is retarded Leave this mother f**er empty like a dead person farted Sharted, everybody telling us that we next No more tripping over that two percent while your girl is giving me s** Its that pat you down at the club, its the same status giving me checks And the women that you in love with is just giving me stress, so In this moment of proximity n***a, all I need is positivity n***a Because my brothers they got so many enemies n***a But I'm just using this brain your girl giving me n***a [Verse 3: Stevie D] Nobody out here praying Our records they ain't playing No sh** its obvious That they don't hear what we saying Pay attention and listen up I only got time to say this once We the sh**, I don't need your b**h Cuz I'll just get one off my list Get in line and take a number Cuz all they got is hunger For a loud dude that roll like thunder But all I roll is that jungle Light that sh** up by the bundle Yea I guess I'll roll up some mo' 'Scuse me miss want a hit of this sh**? I'm a need payment, yup a hundo These b**hes like what you thinkin' Its cuz my name is Franklin No you're not mistaken Its Danklin coffee breakin' the bank With bacon for haters hatin' I keep it straightened You couldn't hang with my paintin' Like Indy couldn't hang without Peyton They'll need more than luck to be celebratin' And I would know, cuz I can flow Till the f**ing cows come home Old MacDonald's waiting for 'em On defense like Bruce Lee Bowen Guess its time I wrap it up Cuz I got it by the foot General Mills my genitals k** Get it? Dick by the foot