[Verse 1]

I remember I was on the strip till I had no energy

Imagine if I had no enemies

Nah that's probably boring

If I put my all in music I would probably tour it

Big belly nigga cause I eat well

Had a five figure day, I'm gonna sleep well

Yeah I've seen your videos in the states

I was Brooklyn baby, videos in the States

I spent about your Rollie on my last drip

My next trip, I'll probably buy your next whip

My next whip probably an X6

Commiserations to my ex-chick

But it's still money over females

Make car money off of three sales

And I ain't selling seashells

Big black chopper, twenty-three shells

[Hook]

Break bread with the niggas that I love

Pour Henny for the niggas that's above

Till the day that I'm buried in the mud

These niggas ain't doing what I does

Break bread with the niggas that I love

Pour Henny for the niggas that's above

Till the day that I'm buried in the mud

These niggas ain't doing what I does

[Verse 2]

Or doing what I did

And I don't know what these niggas doing in their vids

But fuck that, get money, do it for the jibs

And my nigga's lifed off, yeah I do it for my nig

I'm doing one-fifty in the Tiptronic

Courtesy of that paper with that bitch on it

Find a block, get rich on it

This dick, your chick sits on it

Mind for your missus, I'm fucking a nigga's girl

He knows about me, I fuck up a nigga's world

I bet he didn't know she's so craving

Tricks she's doing in my car was amazing

I break bread with my right hand

And the reload came in the white van

With the dark and the light grams

Until my flight lands on that white sand

[Hook]

Break bread with the niggas that I love

Pour Henny for the niggas that's above

Till the day that I'm buried in the mud

These niggas ain't doing what I does

Break bread with the niggas that I love

Pour Henny for the niggas that's above

Till the day that I'm buried in the mud

These niggas ain't doing what I does