Bobby Corona - Breathe Lyrics

Please do not compare no we do not relate
I know that you're aware
So get the f*ck out my face
Gotta leave em hush mode
Put them in their place
They gon talk behind your back
But i'm not even phased
I am leaving all these f*ckers shook
Im cooking like i'm Bobby Flay
Beats are what i'm cooking up I do that everyday
Five star meal eating everything up on my plate
Please get out the f*ckin way
I know you're scared
You better pray
Yeah
I aint sipping lean, thats water in my cup
Bobby Bouche, yeah i do not give a f*ck
All about my money, so i'm getting to the bucks
Only say this once so you better listen up
Shut ya mouth, hush
Lock it up and throw the key
Sleep with both eyes open
Better not blink
Zoning, I be smoking on my mother f*ckin weed
Posted in my dojo just tryna find peace
Find peace
Find peace
Yeah, take a hit, breathe
Just breathe
Then release
Yeah then the mind is free
Find peace
Find peace
Yeah, take a hit, breathe
Just breathe
Then release
Yeah then the mind is free
Rollin up this f*ckin doja
Smoking sticky green, thats Yoda
Swerving in the Honda, not a Toyota
Hope that 12 don't pull me over
Cause you know that i ain't sober
I be smoking on that gas
I be smoking super nova yeah
Up in outer space
Yeah
F*ck the human race yeah
You know you cant erase the fact you are f*ckin wack
All you f*ckers make me laugh
Hahaha, my lungs collapse
You know that my music slaps
Turn this shit up to the max yea
Turn it up to the max
I don't wanna hear your shit
Shut your lips
Quick bitch
You can suck my dick
No more mr nice guy
Had to get ignorant
I ain't really interested in any of that fu fu shit
Turn it up to the max
I don't wanna hear your shit
Shut your lips
Quick bitch
You can suck my dick
No more mr nice guy
Had to get ignorant
I ain't really interested in any of that fu fu shit
You ridiculous
You can suck my dick
Ima take a hit
Always high i'm always lit
Cant tell the difference
From fakes and a stupid bitch
Isolate myself
Im plotting til my pockets stupid thick