Young Thug - Bread Winners lyrics

(feat. Young bu*ta) [Hook - Young Thug:] I know that I’m making a k**ing My coupe got them stars in the ceiling My n***as go brazy, no Ritalin AP b**h, I’m all bout them Benji’s I come through there fresh like John Lennon My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding They dig all the sh** that I’m kicking I just bought my b**h some new titties You take out these pictures, you bogus We gon’ turn your a** until you tollin' We gon’ ice your a** down ‘til you folded Kick that b**h off the boat with no notice n***a j**elry water, need to float it Make some bad b**hes f** my brody I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle They got lots of bread, I’ma call bu*ta [Verse 1 - Young bu*ta:] Three chopsticks, I paid a stack for it They run me through, I probably got warrants In the back of the Bach, uh Burning OG out of Backwoods I just dancing diamonds, racing Balmain Lots of fakes allergic to seafood and serve for decoration Lobster never tasted Missed Thanksgiving, I was in Miami I was on ocean, I was on vacation In the best speed, 120 racing AP on the right, sh** was like the Matrix In and out of lanes, weaving in the spaceship I’m flexing, got muscle like Popeye But fighter [?] that is not I I’m [?] go tell the roof bye bye Then remove the lid at the stoplight With my side b**hes at Benihana’s Brung her sister, her bestie, her mama Told ‘em tab is on me, yeah I got ‘em And I pay the bill all in new hundreds Now that is real colorful money Spikes on me, they drip at the bottom She want Thug, and her friend is a toss up [Hook - Young Thug:] I know that I’m making a k**ing My coupe got them stars in the ceiling My n***as go brazy, no Ritalin AP b**h, I’m all bout them Benji’s I come through there fresh like John Lennon My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding They dig all the sh** that I’m kicking I just bought my b**h some new titties You take out these pictures, you bogus We gon’ turn your a** until you tollin' We gon’ ice your a** down ‘til you folded Kick that b**h off the boat with no notice n***a j**elry water, need to float it Make some bad b**hes f** my brody I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle They got lots of bread, I’ma call bu*ta [Verse 2 - Young Thug:] She say she want a cat So I went bought a Jag And it match in the back Make these b**hes look sad I just dyed my hair grey Like a motherf**ing dad And you know that we feastin’ I just couldn’t get fat Mind f** ‘em when I speak Take the Farrakhan notes My rock wrist is on gold Like the new Audi spokes n***as scared to they soul When I pull up with folks I’ma take out the trojans Put it right in her throat And you know I stay with them AKs and I should’ve caught ‘em Mind f** 'em, he shouldn't have played 'bout the bu*ta I only play inside the cover Like a kid I make them play with each other And I'm ridin' round with a real bad b**h Oops I meant girl, cover [Hook - Young Thug:] I know that I’m making a k**ing My coupe got them stars in the ceiling My n***as go brazy, no Ritalin AP b**h, I’m all bout them Benji’s I come through there fresh like John Lennon My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding They dig all the sh** that I’m kicking I just bought my b**h some new titties You take out these pictures, you bogus We gon’ turn your a** until you tollin' We gon’ ice your a** down ‘til you folded Kick that b**h off the boat with no notice n***a j**elry water, need to float it Make some bad b**hes f** my brody I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle They got lots of bread, I’ma call bu*ta I know that I’m making a k**ing My coupe got them stars in the ceiling My n***as go brazy, no Ritalin AP b**h, I’m all bout them Benji’s I come through fresh like John Lennon My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding They dig all the sh** that I’m kicking I just bought my b**h some new titties You take out these pictures, you bogus We gon’ turn your a** until you tollin' We gon’ ice your a** down ‘til you folded Kick that b**h off the boat with no notice n***a j**elry water, need to float it Make some bad b**hes f** my brody I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle They got lots of bread, I’m-