Breathe - Noodah05

Breathe

Noodah05

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Lyric

You ain't fuck me good until I ran up my money

They only call my phone when they

Want somethin'

I told twin I wasn't gon' shoot, I went to dumpin'

I told my mama in that dark when I was young, I seen somethin'

Exotic in my lung, hotbox in car, I don't think I can (breathe)

I ain't forgot about nothin'

I still don't want that boy to (breathe)

She said, "Noodah, hold on, let me catch my breath", just (breathe)

Seen a nigga get hit with that blick

That shit had made me soft-spoken

Not enough bitches suckin' dick and always got they mouth open

Noodah, get your shit together or your career is all over

Say them bullets didn't hit him, he must've had four-leaf clover

She ain't tell you, we was fuckin'?

My bad, twin, she should've told you

Glock-10 can kill bears, I know this bitch gon' fold a human

Watch you say hatin' shit in a laughin' way, they got a sense of humor

I'ma smoke a blunt of exotic, while she fuck me to my music

You ain't fuck me good until I ran up my money

They only call my phone when they

Want somethin'

I told twin I wasn't gon' shoot, I went to dumpin'

I told my mama in that dark when I was young, I seen somethin'

Exotic in my lung, hotbox in car, I don't think I can (breathe)

I ain't forgot about nothin'

I still don't want that boy to (breathe)

She said, "Noodah, hold on, let me catch my breath", just (breathe)

Breathe

Ah, beat it up, baby, you is nasty

Freak, kinda classy

Pussy good, she's sassy

And she got on Lanvin

Expensive habit, bad bitch

Too piped for the average, and don't play games like Madden

I won't cuff that bitch if she can't hold it down for gangsters

Yeah, that last year had me hot

Bro, hopped out shootin' that bitch with anger

Can't believe that you got robbed

Went to court, and point your finger

I'm the teacher, call your mama, get your child, I'm finna spank 'em

You ain't fuck me good until I ran up my money

They only call my phone when they

Want somethin'

I told twin I wasn't gon' shoot, I went to dumpin'

I told my mama in that dark when I was young, I seen somethin'

Exotic in my lung, hotbox in car, I don't think I can (breathe)

I ain't forgot about nothin'

I still don't want that boy to (breathe)

She said, "Noodah, hold on, let me catch my breath", just (breathe)

Breathe

- It's already the end -