Topfivee - Breezin' on Em Lyrics

Uhh
Topfivee yeah
Easy on em breezin' on em 12 months 4 seasons on em
In a big body with the speakers on em
And the cannon finna take the sneakers off em
Love a good fight aint no need for talking
If you want the shooters pistols get the barking
Put you on a leash bitch we going walking
Up in my block you a walking target
Easy on em breezin' on em 12 months 4 seasons on em
In a big body with the speakers on em
And the cannon finna take the sneakers off em
Love a good fight aint no need for talking
If you want the shooters pistols get the barking
Put you on a leash bitch we going walking
Up in my block you a walking target
Said she really feel a nigga skin type cant get it like me but keep trying
I could see they mad but keep eyeing from the end of the room exit sign
Lot of funerals yall been dying going roof to roof im on a thin line
Aint dropping though giving more power than a socket hoe
Got a bitch that'll come and sock your hoe real quick get in zoom vamonos hit a lick
In the room already know in and dip
Taking off with everything niggas sick
Little did he know that his shawty slick
Giving up the codes address and the zip
In return all she get is hella dick
Eating good plus she getting hella thick
All the cards hitting now your broad missing go abort mission bring it back though
This the rap flow swimming back strokes like mike when he in attack mode
Everybody trynna come around cause im up now whats that bro
I dont know you dont dap me up dont say wassup thats how that go
Easy on em breezin' on em 12 months 4 seasons on em
In a big body with the speakers on em
And the cannon finna take the sneakers off em
Love a good fight aint no need for talking
If you want the shooters pistols get the barking
Put you on a leash bitch we going walking
Up in my block you a walking target
Easy on em breezin' on em 12 months 4 seasons on em
In a big body with the speakers on em
And the cannon finna take the sneakers off em
Love a good fight aint no need for talking
If you want the shooters pistols get the barking
Put you on a leash bitch we going walking
Up in my block you a walking target
I dont give a f*ck about nothing if it aint got faces thats looking like benjis
They dont open doors i kick em straight off the hinges
Every morning i wake up im sinning these beats i be killing
They say that gods always forgiving
So f*ck it im living hella lavish niggas stealing flows yall need hella practice
This my passion i just steal they bitch make her soak the mattress
Oh he mad tell him pull up ima send him backwards doing hella backflips
F*ck your bitch im trynna get that back end bringing cash in
Till that shit no longer fits inside your casket
Niggas toting automatics hella savage so dont ask em
About nothing my niggas aint bluffing get straight to the busting
Man they dont like discussions honestly they find it disgusting like
Easy on em breezin' on em 12 months 4 seasons on em
In a big body with the speakers on em
And the cannon finna take the sneakers off em
Love a good fight aint no need for talking
If you want the shooters pistols get the barking
Put you on a leash bitch we going walking
Up in my block you a walking target
Easy on em breezin' on em 12 months 4 seasons on em
In a big body with the speakers on em
And the cannon finna take the sneakers off em
Love a good fight aint no need for talking
If you want the shooters pistols get the barking
Put you on a leash bitch we going walking
Up in my block you a walking target