I don't get drunk breda
i smoke the skunk breda
i parachute around the world in less than a month breda
i like that chics figure
don't like her attitude
but that'll all change with the weed 'llow the longness and get on this latitude
my eyes versace red
my cro is gucci green
lay her on this smokers bed
and make her coo chi steam
black magic no voodoo
got my bredas on road that will shoot you
run the underground but no tube
feds wanna search me i tell em no google

cuz I'm first in line to get paid
and I'm first in the morning and last to clock off
got a thirst for the bars i spit that shit hard
and the ref wanna card me tell em to fuck off
and I'm large in my ends i work my socks off
aint a breda in a benz work harder just off
what i spend or i lend is all u got stuffed
in your pocket when i enter all just got lost
cuz my men put the big thing up in your face
like remote control you handing em cash
let them bredas all screw their face all they want
but they move their shoes they faces get smashed
cuz them bredas can't react or they get laid down
like an old dog thats bout to get rabies
and better not tell the feds we came round
or we'll come around your house collect babies

bredas can't talk like they making pee
cuz then we'd see it in it
talk about that new m3
but we don't see him in it
model chics in the vip
how comes your never in it
you aint even lost it how could u loose it if you never been it
i been the highest rapper
and i aint talking charts
I'm talking highest in the clouds before the talking starts
I'm talking highest up in space like I'm felix
baumgartner i drop harder
make originals sound like a remix

cuz I'm blazing while i get paid
while them bredas all blazing till they doze off
any chic come around me wanting to get to blazed
better blaze on her knees with all her clothes off
no dough for the show then sorry the shows off
no dough for a verse then sorry the flows off
no dough for the pussy then sorry the hoes off
no dough for the green then shit the cro's off
I'm a breda that be blazing lots off that cro
got a peng ting chic she's bagging up loot
and breda like me that stays with bare flows
is the one with the strap you thought would not shoot
i been chilling in the back attack i got troops
if you wanna go back to back i got loops
if you wanna go rap to rap i got bars
stacks on stacks all packed with bare truth

i feel like snoop dogg
blazing buddha
but i'm british though so more like rick the ruler
i got that lemon haze i got that ami bud
i got that og kush smoke it inside the club
i got that silver haze that shit gets you high in it
crossed with the psychosis i wanna dive in it
i got that white cheese and that white widow
this chic just told me she's fucked up and i was like ditto