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4tunat - Bread No Crumbs Lyrics



4tunat - Bread No Crumbs Lyrics




[ Featuring Greyson Selin ]

Heard you wanna run my pockets
No bitch can run my pockets
No nigga can run my pockets
And you know I like all my hoes toxic
No matter what they say about me
Every time bet im still going eat
Got some shit that you don't see
She wanting some Prada and
Gucci and Givenchy
I never f*cked with the malls
I need some shit low-key
I had to break through the doors
Wrist up we bustin it down
I had just got to the green
But she wanna smoke every ounce
Wanna ride in limousine
Blacked out window a tint
I don't want f*ck with no threes or fours
Baby I need me a ten
Need my lemonade a lil mixer with some gin
Sipping too much got drunk
Henny make me slur my words
I know the hoes go and come
So I don't even trip bout birds
I know what you really want
Baby let me quench your thirst
You know what im really on
I know you going tell what you heard
Take a little risk don't stunt
Go ahead put in some work
F*ck what they say about us
Been a goat in this shit since birth
Heard you wanna run my pockets
No bitch can run my pockets
No nigga can run my pockets
And you know I like all my hoes toxic
No matter what they say about me
Every time bet im still going eat
Got some shit that you don't see
She wanting some Prada and
Gucci and Givenchy
I never f*cked with the malls
I need some shit low-key
I had to break through the doors
Wrist up we bustin it down
I had just got to the green
But she wanna smoke every ounce
Wanna ride in limousine
Blacked out window a tint
Racks on the money get bent
I aint never take no bean
Why they praying on the fall for the kid
Box a nigga out young Frazier
Know that this nigga too crazy
Ive been grinding hard from the basement
Rap and I sing on this bitch Fantasia
Work turn to a vacation
But im still on they head ain't waiting
No hand outs in this bitch
Matter fact f*ck that im taking
I got too high in this hoe
Get cash till the daylight done
And its on when the musics on
Only want that bread no crumbs
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Heard you wanna run my pockets
No bitch can run my pockets
No nigga can run my pockets
And you know I like all my hoes toxic
No matter what they say about me
Every time bet im still going eat
Got some shit that you don't see
She wanting some Prada and
Gucci and Givenchy
I never f*cked with the malls
I need some shit low-key
I had to break through the doors
Wrist up we bustin it down
I had just got to the green
But she wanna smoke every ounce
Wanna ride in limousine
Blacked out window a tint
I don't want f*ck with no threes or fours
Baby I need me a ten
Need my lemonade a lil mixer with some gin
Sipping too much got drunk
Henny make me slur my words
I know the hoes go and come
So I don't even trip bout birds
I know what you really want
Baby let me quench your thirst
You know what im really on
I know you going tell what you heard
Take a little risk don't stunt
Go ahead put in some work
F*ck what they say about us
Been a goat in this shit since birth
Heard you wanna run my pockets
No bitch can run my pockets
No nigga can run my pockets
And you know I like all my hoes toxic
No matter what they say about me
Every time bet im still going eat
Got some shit that you don't see
She wanting some Prada and
Gucci and Givenchy
I never f*cked with the malls
I need some shit low-key
I had to break through the doors
Wrist up we bustin it down
I had just got to the green
But she wanna smoke every ounce
Wanna ride in limousine
Blacked out window a tint
Racks on the money get bent
I aint never take no bean
Why they praying on the fall for the kid
Box a nigga out young Frazier
Know that this nigga too crazy
Ive been grinding hard from the basement
Rap and I sing on this bitch Fantasia
Work turn to a vacation
But im still on they head ain't waiting
No hand outs in this bitch
Matter fact f*ck that im taking
I got too high in this hoe
Get cash till the daylight done
And its on when the musics on
Only want that bread no crumbs
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Writer: Cade Fortunat
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Performed By: 4tunat
Featuring: Greyson Selin
Language: English
Written by: Cade Fortunat

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