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Cjayyskii - BREATHE! Lyrics



Cjayyskii - BREATHE! Lyrics




Mmm, damn iight
Energy made this one
Talkin' spicy in the
Talkin' spicy in the booth, I ain't break a sweat

Hit the road with some shit, come back with a check
If I pull up on your bitch, I'm leavin' with her neck
Tryna trap me, told the bitch to go and get a net
He can't jump up in the field, he ain't ready yet

I was wipin' glass at the bank in a Nike Tech
Hit me with some fire bands, told that's a bet
Hit him back like I'm tryna shop
201 on the site, hopin' that it pop

Crazy work in the kitchen, hopin' that it lock
Flyin' in the coupe too fast and ain't tryna stop
Let a nigga throw a punch, then he gon' hit the chop
Left the car with a male, I'm feelin' by the block

Tryna boss up off the punch, no, it took a lot
I be too high off some peep, I just look a lot
I don't wanna talk
Too high, stood up, I can't even walk

I'm in a trap with some white, you would think it's chalk
She ain't comin' with some hair, she can keep the thought
Bitch blowin' up my phone, tryna ring her up
Got a big gun in my pants, I can't take it out

He on juice, tryna see what this lean about
Gettin' every drop out the pint, tryna clean it out
New low, hit the farm, told him bring it out
Talkin' spicy in this bitch, I ain't break a sweat

Drop a diss on the neck, you gon' need a vest
Bitch ask me what I'm on, probably thumbin' through a check
I ain't comin' home, hit the road on a quest
Find a town, set it down, then I flip

Transform the whip, I'm just in this bitch, playin' with buttons
In this shit, boy, you gotta know it's all a nut
Tryna be the brick car, in the back cuttin
Hit the bank, jumped out, left the cab ride

Hit it from the back off a park, got the cash jumpin
New glass out the mail, I'm off scratch
Not a new bitch playin' in the whip like
What's that button
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Mmm, damn iight
Energy made this one
Talkin' spicy in the
Talkin' spicy in the booth, I ain't break a sweat

Hit the road with some shit, come back with a check
If I pull up on your bitch, I'm leavin' with her neck
Tryna trap me, told the bitch to go and get a net
He can't jump up in the field, he ain't ready yet

I was wipin' glass at the bank in a Nike Tech
Hit me with some fire bands, told that's a bet
Hit him back like I'm tryna shop
201 on the site, hopin' that it pop

Crazy work in the kitchen, hopin' that it lock
Flyin' in the coupe too fast and ain't tryna stop
Let a nigga throw a punch, then he gon' hit the chop
Left the car with a male, I'm feelin' by the block

Tryna boss up off the punch, no, it took a lot
I be too high off some peep, I just look a lot
I don't wanna talk
Too high, stood up, I can't even walk

I'm in a trap with some white, you would think it's chalk
She ain't comin' with some hair, she can keep the thought
Bitch blowin' up my phone, tryna ring her up
Got a big gun in my pants, I can't take it out

He on juice, tryna see what this lean about
Gettin' every drop out the pint, tryna clean it out
New low, hit the farm, told him bring it out
Talkin' spicy in this bitch, I ain't break a sweat

Drop a diss on the neck, you gon' need a vest
Bitch ask me what I'm on, probably thumbin' through a check
I ain't comin' home, hit the road on a quest
Find a town, set it down, then I flip

Transform the whip, I'm just in this bitch, playin' with buttons
In this shit, boy, you gotta know it's all a nut
Tryna be the brick car, in the back cuttin
Hit the bank, jumped out, left the cab ride

Hit it from the back off a park, got the cash jumpin
New glass out the mail, I'm off scratch
Not a new bitch playin' in the whip like
What's that button
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Writer: Courtland Whitford
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Cjayyskii
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Courtland Whitford

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