Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Breaking Bad (Okay), artist - sleepy hallow. Date of issue: 29.10.2019
Song language: English
Breaking Bad (Okay) |
| What’s the facts? |
| We gonna run up in your stash |
| Police on me like a rash |
| You say you be getting packs (Okay) |
| Got this and that |
| Send my shooters where you at, guarantee you gettin' whacked (Look) |
| Cook up, like I’m Walter |
| Should’ve been on Breaking Bad (Look) |
| Step up in the room, you see the drip |
| Get hit with splash |
| She see money coming quick |
| So she gonna throw that pussy fast |
| And I know niggas snitching for the cheese |
| They a rat |
| You know me I’m never switching (Yeah) |
| My body different |
| They like «Sleepy you a hero, why they paint you as a villain?» |
| Cause they know my nigga’s elegant |
| Shoot up your residence |
| They love me in my city |
| Swear they treat me like the president |
| I ran me up a bag, up a bag, up a bag |
| I know they don’t like how I came up from doing bad |
| Had to run me up a bag, up a bag, up a bag |
| Got a check, like it’s Nike |
| I just do it and never brag |
| You say you be getting cash (Okay) |
| What’s the facts |
| We gonna run up in your stash |
| Police on me like a rash |
| You say you be getting packs (Okay) |
| Got this and that |
| Send my shooters where you at, guarantee you gettin' whacked (Look) |
| Guarantee you get whacked |
| Guarantee you get done up |
| I know some niggas patiently waiting to catch a come up |
| Now you look like a stain |
| Once you’re spotted, you gotta rub off |
| We dump you, ain’t no one on’s |
| You never get the one up |
| Move on, bitch you can die tonight |
| This just a stain |
| Hold your tongue |
| (Shh) |
| Where the funds? |
| Don’t play brave, don’t play dumb |
| Jackpot tonight |
| Heard you got it, then I need that |
| I punch you, push your teeth back |
| Don’t want to hear no feedback nigga |
| Ain’t no chit-chat |
| You tryna get your shit snatched |
| Those windows tinted |
| Slide it down, they splitting like a KitKat (Look) |
| I’m from the streets |
| You take an L, you gotta get back |
| And they don’t want beef, we pull up on them with Big Macs (Look) |
| You say you be getting cash (Okay) |
| What’s the facts? |
| We gonna run up in your stash |
| Police on me like a rash |
| You say you be getting packs (Okay) |
| Got this and that |
| Send my shooters where you at, guarantee you gettin' whacked |
| You say you be getting cash (Okay) |
| What’s the facts? |
| We gonna run up in your stash |
| Police on me like a rash |
| You say you be getting packs (Okay) |
| Got this and that |
| Send my shooters where you at, guarantee you gettin' whacked |
| Guarantee you gettin' whacked |