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cole myer – breaking bad lyrics

it’s like demon time with a mother f+cking switch on it
stand up on the mic and i go take a p+ss on it
i don’t care about non that sh+t that you said i just really care bout what you do
i stole your b+tch, and his b+tch, and his b+tch, and his b+tch and i’m gonna go f+ck on her too
they say they all hate me but i do not give a f+ck i pull up riding around in a coupe

cause i’m breaking bad in this b+tch
and you know that i don’t give a sh+t
and you know that we aim for the hip
and you that know we empty the clip
we got them bodies on bodies your b+tch got some mileage
i’m flying high like a mother f+cking pirate
i walk in the room everybody go silent

you talking loud p+ssy boy, be quite
i mean sh+t, they ain’t heard what i said so i left em for dead
you text my b+tch and she left you on read
speak up p+ssy, i ain’t heard what you said
all you know bout is that talk on the internet
you won’t do sh+t p+ssy boy, you not into that
i’ma pull up and go slump em, like where he at
brrrr, aim at the snakes and the f+cking rats
your b+tch is a pest
i’m feeling like i am the best
i’m feeling like i’m kanye west
cause i’m way better than the rest

lil mop shoot a b+tch in the chest
whats johnny with no test
make her smile while just like crest
lil mop gotta bulletproof vest

i went and hit up a thot and she sent me a nude
d+mn that was your b+tch, didn’t mean to intrude
i’ma hang up the phone and then call her a b+tch
d+mn b+tch, ruin my mood
i’m with lil mop we just letting it loose
f+ck it, go and hop out the coupe
go f+ck a b+tch on my d+ck she be glued

i don’t want your girl, p+ssy, cause the money gon come through
i just made a rack and i flex on you
feel like breaking bad when the money come through
i keep getting money its just what i do
i keep going harder and harder and harder inside of the booth
i kept holding back now i’m letting it loose
we on villainish sh+t, but i care bout the truth
it’s like demon time with a mother f+cking switch on it
my d+ck, it got your b+tch on it
i’m gonna go hit a l!ck on it
your wrist, it got a slit on it
that ass, ain’t gonna fit on it
that’s cap, ain’t got a lid on it
twenty bands, you wanna bid on it
breaking bad, i’m not going mid on it

- cole myer lyrics

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