Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Break Yoself , by - G Herbo. Release date: 01.07.2021
Song language: English
Break Yoself |
| I’ma run it up, man, huh |
| Bah |
| I’ma run it up, man, huh |
| Turn me up |
| Fuck nigga |
| I’m tweakin', just gotta make it |
| Break yourself fool (Break yourself) |
| Bought a watch and chain, tryna make yourself cool (What the fuck?) |
| Pussy can’t protect it, you just made yourself fool (Fool) |
| Handouts from niggas, you gon' help yourself lose (Loser) |
| Fuck the rules |
| If you want me better make your best move (Come on, yeah) |
| On my block I got stripes like a ref do (Stripes) |
| Tape all on the scene, you seen how we left dude (Left) |
| Gang made the news (Gang-gang) |
| Gang gave the blues (Gang, shut up) |
| Hangin' flag, goin' homicide, gang made 'em chose (Haha) |
| Big G Herbo, I’m the boss, boss, I make big moves (Yeah) |
| It don’t matter, take the cost off, it get sent through |
| He got hit, it posed to been a hit, bullets went through, they ain’t stick |
| Nigga beggin' for his life, get on the gram, now they bitch |
| They say this and this (This and this) |
| Hate, I’m pissy rich (Hate, I’m pissy rich) |
| I got mansions, cribs |
| Went through twenty whips, I bought six legit |
| Quarantine ain’t stoppin' shit, fuck it pop my shit |
| Making lot of grip |
| I don’t travel much, I told my girl, «We need a lotta trips» |
| Stack a lotta chips, a lotta dip |
| So street my fam tucked, we stretch shit, my momma hip |
| Caddie truck with kevlon, black tints, Obama whip |
| I ain’t rich until I triple it |
| I said I ain’t rich until I triple it |
| Jewelry like, point two over two but what’s the difference? |
| Really like, went from rags to riches, shit magnificent |
| And I’m still grindin', labels love me, say I’m killin' it |
| I’m high as shit (High as shit) |
| I’m still up a ton, I’m havin' fun and I ain’t drop shit |
| Since I dropped my album, not a single, I ain’t dropped shit |
| I ain’t in that top five, throw me in that top six |
| Pull up in that drop six, watch this (That drop six) |
| Waitin' on some shit soon as it drop, I hit the lot quick |
| I pull up in the newest beamer like I’m Money Meech |
| Herbo brought a hunnid shooters through, he on some other |
| Lead the convoy, gettin' chauffeured, I’m in that Cullinan (That Cullinan) |
| Niggas rap diss, addressin' me, I don’t hear none of it |
| Bullet holes size of hula hoop, we hit his brother with |
| We done spinned the block and again, for the hell of it |
| But if this shit ain’t 'bout makin' M’s, it’s irrelevant |
| We want all the smoke, gun smoke, niggas smellin' it |
| Dead from all this smoke, real gas, don’t be inhalin' it (Don't be inhalin' it) |
| Pussy we gon' shut your mouth forever if you tellin' it (Forever) |
| Get away, they ain’t gon' catch me, never ain’t no evidence (Woo) |
| Real nigga forever, got elected like the president (Like the president) |
| Gon' be rich forever, like forever, in the present tense |
| Call and get a nigga nose wiped like a present sent |
| I might flip the black Rolls white like it’s Heaven sent (I did, I did, bah, |
| bah, bah, skrr) |
| And that’s T? |
| the color peppermint |
| Killers with me ready, out here steppin' with a pep in it |
| Never gotta ask me 'bout my set because I’m reppin' it (Yeah) |
| I’ma charge 'em fifty K for verses to get the records in |
| G Herbo |
| Quick freestyle |
| How long that was? |
| A minute |
| In and out, foe nem |
| Go, go |
| Go |