Daddy Lank - Breath Mint Lyrics

Some times feel like I don't know what I'm doing
Talking money and I'm fluent
Call her a bird how she flew in
Smoke an ounce they call me lil oz
Ya your bitch getting cozy
Ya she rocking and rolling
Damn she way too controlling
Run up the bag like bolden
Smoking on medical potent
Smoking on medical potion
Ya I feel like I'm chosen
But maybe I'm not
Maybe I'm wrong
Maybe I go to the pot
Maybe I go study law
Fucking your bitch raw
Passing her back and forth to all my bro's
Ya just like a saw
Amg tires are hugging the road
Ya they're extra soft
Got a bitch in Simi Valley she give me Simi top
The haters looking at me they want to see me flop
Best pick of the crop
The creme de la creme
Bitch you cannot be my friend
Sorry I don't want more of them
Baby go grab an umbrella
I think the money is pouring in
She gone need an umbrella
Because I'm making it rain like a storm came in
Feel like I was born to win
She sucking me up like winter green Zyn
Green on my shirt shorts and shoes because of the city I'm in
I'm really a stepper I wake in the morning
Ya and I'm already stepping
I'm fucking your bitch from the back
Feel like I'm Lethal Weapon
I feel like I'm Danny Glover or something
I don't know movie references
I can't stop spitting disgusting shit
Somebody give me a breath mint
Bitch just give me a second
I need to face a wood
Hop in a bitch then I wreck it
Because the face was good
Kick it like Ralph no Wreck it
Ya I kick it like tekken
Slid in your bitch dm and sent her a message
She caught like Beckham
I've been waiting for a long time
I've been waiting in a long line
I've been waiting until I get mine
I'm gonna stay right on my grind
Ya I ain't getting off no at any time
No and I ain't playing golf
Hit you with a iron
No no I'm not no Einstein
If I got a hemi I whip it
That's the dodge in case you ain't know
I gotta get that bitch tinted
I need a Rolls sitting in the garage
Ya with he stars in the ceiling
No matter the car skirt off the lot
Ya my rubber is peeling
Ya feel like I waited long enough
Can't wait until I finally blow up
This bitch got suds in her cup
I think she put Xans in her crush
Oh no no I say no no
I be skating on the beat like Apolo Ohno

Some times feel like I don't know what I'm doing
Talking money and I'm fluent
Call her a bird how she flew in
Smoke an ounce they call me lil oz
Ya your bitch getting cozy
Ya she rocking and rolling
Damn she way too controlling
Run up the bag like bolden
Smoking on medical potent
Smoking on medical potion
Ya I feel like I'm chosen
But maybe I'm not
Maybe I'm wrong
Maybe I go to the pot
Maybe I go study law
Fucking your bitch raw
Passing her back and forth to all my bro's
Ya just like a saw
Amg tires are hugging the road
Ya they're extra soft
Got a bitch in Simi Valley she give me Simi top
The haters looking at me they want to see me flop
Best pick of the crop
The creme de la creme
Bitch you cannot be my friend
Sorry I don't want more of them
Baby go grab an umbrella
I think the money is pouring in
She gone need an umbrella
Because I'm making it rain like a storm came in
Feel like I was born to win
She sucking me up like winter green Zyn
Green on my shirt shorts and shoes because of the city I'm in
I'm really a stepper I wake in the morning
Ya and I'm already stepping
I'm fucking your bitch from the back
Feel like I'm Lethal Weapon
I feel like I'm Danny Glover or something
I don't know movie references
I can't stop spitting disgusting shit
Somebody give me a breath mint
Bitch just give me a second
I need to face a wood
Hop in a bitch then I wreck it
Because the face was good
Kick it like Ralph no Wreck it
Ya I kick it like tekken
Slid in your bitch dm and sent her a message
She caught like Beckham
I've been waiting for a long time
I've been waiting in a long line
I've been waiting until I get mine
I'm gonna stay right on my grind
Ya I ain't getting off no at any time
No and I ain't playing golf
Hit you with a iron
No no I'm not no Einstein
If I got a hemi I whip it
That's the dodge in case you ain't know
I gotta get that bitch tinted
I need a Rolls sitting in the garage
Ya with he stars in the ceiling
No matter the car skirt off the lot
Ya my rubber is peeling
Ya feel like I waited long enough
Can't wait until I finally blow up
This bitch got suds in her cup
I think she put Xans in her crush
Oh no no I say no no
I be skating on the beat like Apolo Ohno