Breathe Remix

1 into the 2
2 into 3
3 into 4

They don't feel me when I walk thru
All I wanna do is flex
Finesse the plug for the check
Show em that we really next
Pull up in some foreign shit
Blowing on the pottin bitch
Cross over controlling it
My iPhone
Indicating that my bitch be cheating
Little do it know I got bitches
In different seasons
Living better now
Montclair sweater now
They can't check me now
Bitches hammy down
Please don't hand it down
We just landed now
Bitches call me Santa now
It's kinda different
They see me in a foreign and going
With a foreign in the passenger bad bitch exposing
And she love me dollars
Say my kick game is proper
Say I got some knowledge
Cause I ain't drop out of college
Got the shit from my mother
The ambition is crazy
I got it off in the old
While these niggas was lazy
Niggas in they feelings
So I'm calling em drizzy
I cock back no emotion
I'm blowing the simi
Put the bape hoodie on
They can't see my face
38 revouler so it ain't no trace
Niggas outta position
So I'm running the mission
This jug we about to hit
About to cost a tutuion
Like baby we stunt on em
We flex on em
They like damn
That's the nigga with checks on em
He got squad wit him
He got gang wit him
Disrespect Blizzy
They gone bang on you