Tag: Chris Breezy

Young Thug – Gain Clout Lyrics

[Chorus] All of these young niggas killin’ each other, they tryna just gain clout How you gon’ lie, just say that I said that, the fuck is you talkin’ about? I had the dick inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out I put the bitch inside of a Range, the way she suckin’ my cock I take a hundred racks right out of the bank and put on your tator tot I got the crop Chanel bag, I’m ’bout to go fuck up the block Hop in out the Porsche then hopped out the Jag’ and jack it like Jack in the Box I put Chanel, the lil’ bitty bags all over all of the dots [Verse 1] Maybach came with the torch and the hatchback RayVac, spray his ass back nigga, blat, blat My bitches got credentials and green eyes like a black cat Your bitch is almost fat, better...

Iamsu! – Advancing On My Own

[Hook] They don’t understand the wave I’m on So I just keep advancing on my own You don’t know what you got until it’s gone You don’t know what you got until it’s gone [Bridge] So I just keep dancing, I’mma keep on singing Trap steady jumping, I got three phones ringing Diamonds dancing on my necklace like Chris Breezy Baby are you trying to take a flight just to see me [Verse 1] Don’t carry weight, don’t got no save, no I’m in my swing, Jose Canseco Move out the way, I’m with my gang, oh You wanna hang, just for the fame, though Yeah, I don’t need no partners No, I don’t drink no vodka Lone dreadlock like rasta In my city, plugged in like mafia Out here my flow and your flow, that’s obvious She wanna see m...