Break a Bitch

[Intro: Mastercard2k]
Woo!
Mastercard2k, nigga, it's a cold world

[Verse 1: Mastercard2k]
I'm with Wop, and we about to break a bitch like a Kit-Kat
How you gon' flex a bitch when the whole city already hit that?
Need a Latina throat demon with a tight waist, I admit that
.556 leave a dumbass cracker with a shit back
Balenciaga shoes, Margiela pants, I like to mismatch
Get a cracker knocked off, got the police calling dispatch
I'm banging on my chest like a gorilla with a six pack
If the bitch want to fuck and she got a good credit score, then I'm with that
Got an MSR and twenty blank cards, we about to make that shit bleed
These crackers must be watching WNBA, they in the bitch league
Popping x pills and dirty ass drugs, 'cause I'm a rich fiend
Walk a crackеr down, leave him braindead, and now hе six deep

[Verse 2: Lil Kashin Mane]
Nigga called me bro, fam, and cuzzo, I'll still hit his drink
Shady, shiesty, grimy motherfucker how the Wopmann think
Shape shift on that nigga, before he blink I just took his chain
I got a couple cards and checks, bitch, but they is not in my name
We just pulled up to a Chase, he don't want to go in the bank
Nigga want to talk crazy, pussy, put a knot in his brain
In the Wophouse, when it got bad, I put a pot on the flame
Flame would've been real bi-polar, you can get popped in the rain
Pull up in the Chevy E350, I do this shit for Lil Samo
I'll pass the plate to lil' dawg, and he'll do it for drank
I'll pass the plate to lil' whoadie, he'll do it for rank
I'll pass the plate to lil' cuddy, he'll do it for paper

[Verse 3: FiveStarQuise]
Doing dashes, I'll see you later
I don't know why this bitch keep wanting me to fuck
She must like how I take her
Take her out for the day, but I'm not gon' date her
I'll fuck this bitch in the morning, but I'm not gon' pay her
I'll go out west and touchdown for them bowls, but I'm not no Raider
Nigga think he smoking lemon cherry, I swear niggas lame, man
Niggas trying to watch me like a TV, it ain't nothing to cut off the cable
I bought some guns for fifteen hundred, they spin like a dreidel
I put a hole in his shit, I ain't talking about bagels
The coke in this bitch, I ain't using my nasals
Her man was on vacation for the week
She came back home trying to say I enslaved her
I throw her nigga in the water, tie him to an anchor
I'm smoking pressure with the wocky, got me going ape
Bitch bring her money, shit is mine, I ain't ask for no favor
Said she got a plug, he charge too much, it ain't nothing to make him a cake
Niggas been jumped off the porch, shit was never a skate

[Verse 4: $wipeBanditGøth]
All star in the game, how long should I stay dedicated?
Goth trap, west coast, I'm the reason these niggas motivated
I'm half these niggas motivation
This music shit filled with faggots, I don't want to be affiliated
Tyrese Gibson, I'm not faggot like T-Pain
I just walked on the water like Jesus came
All night in the goth trap, granny yelling again
Scraping pennies off the ground, broker than Lindsay Lohan
Scraping pennies, I dare they catch me loafing
I was loafing on the block with a vampire ho'
Flame stick, 3d pole, and some duct tape
But I got a cheat code that could knock down the big bully
Kick the bitch like a field goal, I don't play no footsies
In the lunch line by the back door, and the scandalous children
I might die young, I might not have no children
Almost slapped my bitch, I don't like excuses
But instead I stole her purse, she can buy it on eBay
Crip got a gun straight out of Red Dead Redemption
Politics too deep, we can't take a picture
Bitch, thinking I'm stupid, but I came with the flame stick
Came with a cheat code, unwrap the duct tape
Pull out Poseidon with a sea of bitches
Sucking dick right beside me, I got a bitch, half Asian
Bitch, I'm niggarish, but I act Caucasian
Game full of faggots, how long should I stay dedicated?
Goth trap, west coast, I'm half these niggas motivation
I'm the reason why half these niggas motivated
Came back from the pits of Hell like the Undertaker
George Bush couldn't even hide this alien
I'm schizo, I think I need to talk to Dr. Phil
I'm tired of these faggots, I don't want to be affiliated
I'm cursed up just like the Haitians was, voodoo on me like an African
I'm niggarish, but I act Caucasian
Not from the ghetto, from the dirty part of the suburbs
I was in the ghetto, profit like Nipsey Hussle
With a bad ratchet bitch, and she black like Kiki
She tote a black forty with the Crips on the weekend
Gøth almost robbed Kiki, she tried to take my Louis V's
She say I'm Martian, I'm like Brad Pitt
To my dogs, they like Mike Vick
I probably should've warned her before she stepped in dog shit
The flame stick let off some dookie shit
Dinosaur Glock, that's a special order from unc'
Dookie clips let off dookie shit for a dookie bitch
Dookie clips let off dookie shit for a dookie bitch
Like go go gadget with a dookie