"BREAK 'EM" lyrics
"BREAK 'EM"
Me and my bitches, we break 'em, hmm
Okay, aye
That nigga talkin' like he havin', but ain't spendin'
Hate when nigga talkin' like they got it, but ain't givin'
Spoiled lil' bitch, buy Chanel or I'm trippin'
We ain't no regular hoes
When it comes to these nigga
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
Break 'em, break 'em, break 'em down
Break 'em, break 'em down, break 'em
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
Break 'em, break 'em, break 'em
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
I go Hermès on the toes for the yacht
I'on do no waitin', bitch, I cop it when it drop
Bitch, I'm in my bag, yeah, the Speedy with the lock
Ass gettin' fat, bitch, I'm thicker than the plot
That nigga wanna fuck, but I can't give it to him
Man, I'm super stiff (Huh)
Bank account been goin' dumb, and I'm stupid rich
I'm self-made, man, that nigga gotta prove he rich
You want a cold bitch, but can't afford it
What you gon' do with it?
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
Break 'em, break 'em, break 'em down
Break 'em, break 'em down, break 'em
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
Break 'em, break 'em, break 'em
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
Huh, break 'em down, break them pockets down
Broke nigga should never speak, bitch, why you gettin' loud?
I ain't fuckin' when I land, so don't fly me out
Unless you send a jet with the Birkin sittin' on the couch
These nigga cheap as hell, but always got they hand out
When I pull up to the function, bring my bands out
Cuban sittin' on my cleavage, make 'em stand out
Parking lot look like a dealership, we brought them bands out
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
Break 'em, break 'em, break 'em down
Break 'em, break 'em down, break 'em
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
Break 'em, break 'em, break 'em
Me and my bitches, we break 'em
Girl
Yes, that's fire
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