Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Breaking News, artist - London Jae. Date of issue: 28.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Breaking News |
| Fuck around, make the news |
| Fucking with me |
| Look at my loot, fucking with you |
| Look at these jewels, dripping on me |
| Blood on me, dripping on you |
| Come through and smash |
| 200 my dash and gass |
| I catch your ass in trafic |
| Fuck with the bag, that magic |
| Come through, fuck up the trafic |
| Dead, stack the cash |
| Tech on the seat, Imma blast |
| Patek got them boogers, it looking nasty |
| Go dab in my mansion |
| Fuck up a bag at Maxom |
| Fuck all that cash, got karots |
| Try and send them up on the 4 |
| Bitches say I do the most |
| I’m praying for my dog, presidential what I bought |
| Residential |
| Wanna fuck the boy, she have to pull up |
| Yeah in the trentches, fuckin up all the pots |
| Bitches try to turn me in, I fuck up on her friend |
| Baught her ass a Benz |
| Crashed that, fuck around in that Wraith |
| Went and bought that bitch a gift |
| Poured out all the beans |
| Gave some bitches the Coke |
| Real shit a nigga did |
| Half a million for the privates |
| Painkillers in my body |
| Fuck around, make the news |
| Fucking with me |
| Look at my loot, fucking with you |
| Look at these jewels, dripping on me |
| Blood on me, dripping on you |
| Come through and smash |
| 200 my dash and gass |
| I catch your ass in trafic |
| Fuck with the bag, that magic |
| Fuck around with them bags again |
| Damb, this nigga tryna scam again |
| Wanna know how I made it, praied on the daily, yeah I used to plan for this |
| Now a bitch get a bag for this |
| Benz or the Beemer, park it wherever |
| All of my ice on, new pistol and IPhone |
| Can’t touch me, I run with them shooters |
| Plus I be poppin the Perk, fuck a motherfucker’s hurt |
| Red bottoms cause I’m up |
| Work for this, fuck luck |
| Dope or ball for a buck |
| Where I’m from, get stuck |
| Talk crazy, get touched |
| Street gosep, keep hushed |
| Might do the dash |
| Fuck up a bag |
| Fuck what you had |
| I’m winning, you mad |
| Be humble or brag |
| Lil hoe I got options |
| Cause I came up from the bottom |
| No I ain’t where I started |
| Fuck around, make the news |
| Fucking with me |
| Look at my loot, fucking with you |
| Look at these jewels, dripping on me |
| Blood on me, dripping on you |
| Come through and smash |
| 200 my dash and gass |
| I catch your ass in trafic |
| Fuck with the bag, that magic |