Break ’Em Down

[Verse 1]
Black Tims on my toes nigga
Coat on, I'm so cold nigga
Black girl, white girl
I keep them seperated, Jim Crow nigga
Ain't nobody told me how to do me
So I do me unruly
Fuck you if you a groupie
Suzy and Lucy both choose me
Ain't that groovy
I'm loopy
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so
Ahead of my time
Ain't no other nigga that's ahead of my line
I get girls, hit girls, nothing less than a dime
I kick girls to the curb if they blowing my line
I got niggas on my team that's outside of they mind
I'm outside of mine
And we're all inside
A world where niggas are scared to think outside of the line so
We break 'em down, break 'em down
And all them fuck niggas is shakin' now
I'm taking ya'll shit we shake 'em down
I take any beat and rape 'em now
Fuck strugglin' we stable now
And all of my niggas getting paper now
A year ago niggas tried to downplay me
But now we gonna see who's faking now
Who's faking now
Grammy

[Hook]
Back then the hoes didn't want me
Now I'm hot the hoes all on me
Enemies trynna be my homies
Get the fuck back nigga you don't know me
Get the fuck back nigga you don't know me
Get the fuck back nigga you don't know me
Enemies trynna be my homies
Get the fuck back nigga you don't know me

[Verse 2]
Break 'em down
Break 'em down
Break 'em down
Break 'em down
That's all they wanna do is break 'em down
Smile at my face but they hatin' now
Every song that I record
I'm looking for the bigger reward
VMA's and Grammy's
Fuck I care about the DMV for
I don't care
No fucks are given
I'm thinking out of this solar system
He cold like the whole North Pole is with him
But he only got a couple homies with him
We swagged out, til' we pass out
You in a glass house, don't throw rocks
I'm giving ya'll the finest product
But a young nigga never sold rock
To them old niggas hatin', get off my dick
We already know how much of a ho you is
In the video with a 40 oz
Thinking you some kinda thug when you a
Cold Bitch
Trynna be trill but you ain't Rocky
Everything you do is a carbon copy
I'm half your age and I'm killin' shit
Ya'll niggas mad as fuck just 'cuz you not me
Real people surround me
Fake niggas get from round me
You ain't hot and you'll never be
I will demolish ya'll
Don't fuckin' doubt me

[Hook]
Back then the hoes didn't want me
Now I'm hot the hoes all on me
Enemies trynna be my homies
Get the fuck back nigga you don't know me
Get the fuck back nigga you don't know me
Get the fuck back nigga you don't know me
Enemies trynna be my homies
Get the fuck back nigga you don't know me

[Verse 3]
Now when I'm walking home I keep a bottle
'Cuz if a nigga starts some problems
It's going across his noggin
Never trust nobody I don't know
Ain't too many niggas I know let the gun fold
But I suggest you don't play 'round
'Cuz when I load them up, nigga you're done fo'

It's the Grammy Family in this bitch
Grammy Family in this bitch
Grammy Family in this bitch
Grammy Family in this bitch
Everybody know that we in this bitch
We in this bitch
And this is where I end this shit