lil breaddi - bread lord lyrics
[intro]
lil breaddi!
ay! ay ay!
yuh!
[verse 1]
d-mn, i got all this bread
glock in my car buddy i ain’t dead
b-tter on my bread and you know i spread
all this compet-tion gotta get ahead like wow
boutta go and buy a baguette right now
pull up with a stick and you know i go pow
eat too much bread and my stomach goes ow
climbing to the top, then i go and take a bow
i don’t give a f-ck who you talk to (c-nt!)
cause i also texting other b-tches too
you know that i pull up with some home brew
brought some board games, we be playing clue
[hook]
i don’t give a d-mn that you’re over here
and you know i’m all up in another tier
and i’m looking down like a sightseer
writing all these lyrics you can call me f-ckin’ shakespeare
[chorus]
why send d-ck pics when you can send bread pics
when i’m with your b-tch, we be chilling watching netflix
praying to my bread lord, we don’t need no triple six
center of a tootsie pop only took me 10 l!cks
you know i sling bread to your fitted b-tch
all these hatin’ people causing conflicts
got some bread and pudding, boutta h-lla mix
spending all my cash on some hot d-mn supreme bricks
[verse 2]
d-mn, i’m not tryna get any sourdough p-ss
saw a cat with boots boutta go and name him p-ss
saw your new girl and she got a little p-ss-y
eating bread all day all night as i know you could see (bread!)
feeling supernatural like ascension from the gods
eatin’ bread from the heavens i don’t need no box
got leftover bread and i feed it to my dogs
writing on the walls, got you connecting the dots
chances of you pulling one are naan-existent
when i make these bangers you know they’re consistent
you know when i eat that bread i stay persistent
when you have fame like me you need an -ssistant
[hook]
i don’t give a d-mn that you’re over here
and you know i’m all up in another tier
and i’m looking down like a sightseer
writing all these lyrics you can call me f-ckin’ shakespeare
[chorus]
why send d-ck pics when you can send bread pics
when i’m with your b-tch, we be chilling watching netflix
praying to my bread lord, we don’t need no triple six
center of a tootsie pop only took me 10 l!cks
you know i sling bread to your fitted b-tch
all these hatin’ people causing conflicts
got some bread and pudding, boutta h-lla mix
spending all my cash on some hot d-mn supreme bricks
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