Bread Winners Lyrics - I'm Up - Young Thug

Know what I'm sayin'? It's a bread it, you know, you know, we the bread winners, know I'm sayin'? I need some butter, know I'm sayin'? Shout out to A motherfuckin' B, I got on the AP, shit go together, know I'm sayin'? Forever, ahh! 

I know that I'm making a killing 

My coupe got them stars in the ceiling 

My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin 

AP bitch, I'm all bout them Benji's 

I come through there fresh like John Lennon 

My wrist a haircut, I'm not kidding 

They dig all the shit that I'm kicking 

I just bought my bitch some new titties 

You take out these pictures, you bogus 

We gon' turn your ass until you tollin' 

We gon' ice your ass down 'til you folded 

Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice 

Nigga jewelry water, need to float it 

Make some bad bitches fuck my brody 

I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle 

They got lots of bread, I'ma call Butta 

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Three chopsticks, I paid a stack for it 

They run me through, I probably got warrants 

In the back of the 'Bach, ugh 

Burning OG out of Backwoods 

Not just dancing, diamonds racing Balmain 

Lots of fakes allergic to seafood and serve for decoration 

Lobster never tasted 

Missed Thanksgiving, I was in Miami 

I was on ocean, I was on vacation 

In the Benz speed, 120 racing 

AB in a Rari, shit was like the Matrix 

In and out of lanes, weaving in the spaceship 

I'm flexing, got muscle like Popeye 

But fight over a bitch, no that is not I 

I'm him, I'm gon' tell the roof bye bye 

Then remove the lid at the stoplight 

With my side bitches at Benihana's 

Brung her sister, her bestie, her mama 

Told 'em tab is on me, yeah I got 'em 

And I pay the bill all in new hundreds 

Now that is real colorful money 

Spikes on me, they drip at the bottom 

She want Thug, and her friend is a toss up 

Photos 

I know that I'm making a killing 

My coupe got them stars in the ceiling 

My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin 

AP bitch, I'm all bout them Benji's 

I come through there fresh like John Lennon 

My wrist a haircut, I'm not kidding 

They dig all the shit that I'm kicking 

I just bought my bitch some new titties 

You take out these pictures, you bogus 

We gon' turn your ass until you tollin' 

We gon' ice your ass down 'til you folded 

Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice 

Nigga jewelry water, need to float it 

Make some bad bitches fuck my brody 

I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle 

They got lots of bread, I'ma call Butta 

She say she want a cat 

So I went bought the Jag 

And it match in the back 

Make these bitches look sad 

I just dyed my hair grey 

Like a motherfucking dad 

And you know that we feastin' 

I just couldn't get fat 

Mind fuck 'em when I speak 

Take the Farrakhan notes 

My rock wrist is on gold 

Like the new Audi spokes 

Niggas scared to they soul 

When I pull up with folks 

I'ma take out the trojans put it right in her throat 

And you know I stay with them AKs and I should've caught 'em 

Mind fuck 'em, he shouldn't have played 'bout the butta 

I only play inside the cover 

Like a kid, make them play with each other 

And I'm ridin' round with a real bad bitch 

Oops I meant girl, cover 

I know that I'm making a killing 

My coupe got them stars in the ceiling 

My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin 

AP bitch, I'm all bout them Benji's 

I come through there fresh like John Lennon 

My wrist a haircut, I'm not kidding 

They dig all the shit that I'm kicking 

I just bought my bitch some new titties 

You take out these pictures, you bogus 

We gon' turn your ass until you tollin' 

We gon' ice your ass down 'til you folded 

Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice 

Nigga jewelry water, need to float it 

Make some bad bitches fuck my brody 

I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle 

They got lots of bread, I'ma call Butta 

I know that I'm making a killing 

My coupe got them stars in the ceiling 

My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin 

AP bitch, I'm all bout them Benji's 

I come through there fresh like John Lennon 

My wrist a haircut, I'm not kidding 

They dig all the shit that I'm kicking 

I just bought my bitch some new titties 

You take out these pictures, you bogus 

We gon' turn your ass until you tollin' 

We gon' ice your ass down 'til you folded 

Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice 

Nigga jewelry water, need to float it 

Make some bad bitches fuck my brody 

I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle 

They got lots of bread, I'ma call Butta