Breesh (Intro)

M8V3N, M8V3N gang

Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang (One and only)

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Sheff G, one and only (Gang)

Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang (Look, look)

Still no spin in those Suburbans

These **** copy the wave

But I'm just happy that they learnin'

Get to the money, I get to the money

I get to the breesh

Get to the money, I get to the money

I get to the breesh

Tell them ****, Sheff G, one and only

You mighta bro'd me before, my ****, you not my homie

You mighta seen me before, ****, but you don't know me

You mighta shook my hand, you mighta been a fan

I bring damage, more cautious around the man

Got a Glock in the Benz, this .40 go Tyson, will knock out your mans

Gon' blow like a fan, I talk money or don't comprehend

Catch 'em clappin', I'll do it again

**** be tellin', they makin' **** double felons

And bitches be lyin' to these ****

I feel like they lovin' my deep voice

I don't even call, it's a go

Baby, keep it on the low

I fuck bitches, watch your ho

Look, look

I ain't into all that dissin'

Puma, that's up out the rental

Livin' life, we livin' lavish

Still no spin in those Suburbans

These **** copy the wave

But I'm just happy that they learnin'

Get to the money, I get to the money

I get to the breesh

Get to the money, I get to the money

I get to the breesh

Tell them ****

Still no spin in those Suburbans

These **** copy the wave

But I'm just happy that they learnin'

Get to the money, I get to the money

I get to the breesh

Get to the money, I get to the money

I get to the breesh

Tell them ****