Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can He Breathe, artist - Mak Sauce. Date of issue: 22.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Can He Breathe |
| Been away |
| Keep shootin', keep shootin', don’t stop, keep shootin' |
| Keep shootin, hunnid rounds, keep shootin', keep shootin' brrrt, brrrt |
| Make sure he dead, better make sure he dead |
| All-white van, fuck that painted red |
| Shoot my legs, fuck that I aim head (Ooh, ooh) |
| Got her wet but she ain’t even been in my bed |
| Run up a check, uh, go 'head, get in my bag |
| Get in my bag, go 'head get in my bag (Rack, rack) |
| Get in my bag, go 'head get in my bag |
| That’s a red drop top, hit the gas and I swerve |
| Ah get a nigga popped, bullets fly like Danny Bird |
| When I pop, he gon' drop, shoot his ass like Steph Curry (Baow, baow) |
| Pussy nigga, act lil' bitch, we sliming him |
| Be cautious on my block, cause' niggas die over here (Brrrrra) |
| Glock and my packet, gettin' fat over here (Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) |
| Wanker, Alef to Zed they drop |
| Bitches drop |
| And my packet’s be on that block |
| Do I hear a block walk? |
| Keep a chop in my trunk |
| Can he breathe? |
| Uh, oh shit, can he breathe? |
| (Can he? Can he?) |
| Can he- huhhh, oh shit, can he- huhhh? |
| (Can he? Can he?) |
| (Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) (Can he? Can he?) |
| (Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) (Can he? Can he?) |
| I won’t put no cap up on it |
| Keep runnin' the car like skrrrt |
| We just bought some thotties out |
| I just drip in ‘Miri jeans |
| Bankroll jus' be fallin' out, I just went AP |
| Me and my shit be shining |
| And I pull up, hoe be climbing out (Skrrt) |
| Yeah, we’re popping homie |
| Know these niggas be plotting homie (Buh, buh, buh) |
| So you try to play rough but my whole packet’s on me (Brrrra) |
| My slime balls got bad tempers, they keep poppin' on you (Buh) |
| And my mama never work, she know I’ll get some money |
| Nah, scratch that, full clip hit 'em, flip their body like a Tech Deck |
| They didn’t believe in the kid, they say that I made it, I know they regret that |
| I won’t put no cap up on it |
| Can he breathe? |
| Uh, oh shit, can he breathe? |
| Uh, uh |
| Can he breathe? |
| Uh, oh shit, can he breathe? |
| Uh, uh |
| Can he breathe? |
| Uh, oh shit, can he breathe? |
| Uh, uh |
| Can he breathe? |
| Uh, oh shit, can he- |
| I just popped 'em, pulled off, he dead (Vroom) |
| You know the pro’s, really sliding in the 'vette (Vroom) |
| I just popped 'em, pulled off, he dead (Vroom) |
| You know the pro’s, really sliding in the 'vette (Vroom) |