Bread Loafin Lyrics

These niggas losing bread cause they on they block loafin

Yeah they bread loafin

The fuck

These niggas losing bread cause they on they block loafin

Bitch, I'm a bag getter, I be quick to stack tokens

My brother out the way across the bridge, but I'm in Oakland

If you want a verse, just hit my DM, send a open

If I get a chance, signal the shooter, like, bro, it's spinach

Said they in the field, this a real game

Not a scrimmage, if I see him cross that line

Then that nigga gon get histicked

Pick his pockets up, then take it to the crib, y'all is not winning

When it come to that bag, I'm a straight gold miner

You flocking like an eagle, my brother drop 49er, damn

When I get in my feelings, I just go and cop designer

Pass the bag to the bro, like a youngin' got dimer nigga

Ouuu, they said they fuckin' with the flow and shit

The weed my medication, but it stank it need deodorant

That nigga was opposin' us, he died and now we smokin him

My brother crashed out because the sucka was provokin' him

Ouuu, lil' bro got caught up in the wind

Me and brother got a win, yeah, Im with kash thats evil twin

I ain't drop in January, they been askin' where I been

Had to switch the load up, they been askin' what I'm in

She turn to a Thotiana for these bluefaces

I know she bad, but I can't trust her, she got two faces

This bitch mood changin' every time the moon phases

Got recognized inside my city, I feel too famous

These niggas losin' bread, cause they on they block loafin

Bitch, I'm a bag getter, I be quick to stack tokens

My brother out the way across the bridge, but I'm in Oakland

If you want a verse, just hit my DM, and send a open

If I get the chance, signal the shooter like bro is spinach

Said they in the field, this a real game, not a scrimmage

If I see him across that line, then that nigga will get hitsticked

Pick his pockets up then take it to the crib, y'all not winnin

Bitch, FTB Shit