Kid Breeze - what i call her Lyrics

Baggin up da weed and pills and crack
Rappin tryna get up out da trap yea
Met a group of hoes at club O
They was throwing money on da floor
Play my shit in front of yo girl
Bet you she get up and drop it low yea
Nigga touched some paper dis year
But you know I'm tryna touch some more yea
Breezo ona Beat and it bang
Me and Chris P we switchin lanes yea
Life go up and down like EQs
So go and eat don't let it eat you yea
I was steady hittin shorty Jack
Shorty raw I can't leave her alone yea
Told da other chick I hit her back
Now she steady blowin up my phone yea
I was steady hittin shorty Jack
Shorty raw I can't leave her alone yea
Told da other chick I hit her back
Now she steady blowin up my phone yea
Bitch it's gang shit
Got a flame bitch up in my passenger
Some niggas was ahead of me
But look up now I'm passing em
You know what the fuck is up
Serve da whole city drugs
Yo' pack workers fuckin up
And you givin em shitty drugs
Had lil shorty in da kitchen cook chicken Marsala
Sit and trip and over a chick man I could neva bother
Shorty off da bean now we slidin in da Beamer
She at fogo she was Td her lil ass was off da meter
Got my bankroll, in da same clothes I den mastered it
Take pole, maybe take tolls while I'm trafficing
But right before I leave baby let me see dat ass again
Let me bend it over and poke it and make it clap again
I was steady hittin shorty Jack
Shorty raw I can't leave her alone yea
Told da other chick I hit her back
Now she steady blowin up my phone yea
I was steady hittin shorty Jack
Shorty raw I can't leave her alone yea
Told da other chick I hit her back
Now she steady blowin up my phone yea

Baggin up da weed and pills and crack
Rappin tryna get up out da trap yea
Met a group of hoes at club O
They was throwing money on da floor
Play my shit in front of yo girl
Bet you she get up and drop it low yea
Nigga touched some paper dis year
But you know I'm tryna touch some more yea
Breezo ona Beat and it bang
Me and Chris P we switchin lanes yea
Life go up and down like EQs
So go and eat don't let it eat you yea
I was steady hittin shorty Jack
Shorty raw I can't leave her alone yea
Told da other chick I hit her back
Now she steady blowin up my phone yea
I was steady hittin shorty Jack
Shorty raw I can't leave her alone yea
Told da other chick I hit her back
Now she steady blowin up my phone yea
Bitch it's gang shit
Got a flame bitch up in my passenger
Some niggas was ahead of me
But look up now I'm passing em
You know what the fuck is up
Serve da whole city drugs
Yo' pack workers fuckin up
And you givin em shitty drugs
Had lil shorty in da kitchen cook chicken Marsala
Sit and trip and over a chick man I could neva bother
Shorty off da bean now we slidin in da Beamer
She at fogo she was Td her lil ass was off da meter
Got my bankroll, in da same clothes I den mastered it
Take pole, maybe take tolls while I'm trafficing
But right before I leave baby let me see dat ass again
Let me bend it over and poke it and make it clap again
I was steady hittin shorty Jack
Shorty raw I can't leave her alone yea
Told da other chick I hit her back
Now she steady blowin up my phone yea
I was steady hittin shorty Jack
Shorty raw I can't leave her alone yea
Told da other chick I hit her back
Now she steady blowin up my phone yea