No Heso Presnts

Breathe Remix ft Gin Gotti

What you know about the struggle
What you know about the hustle
What you about the grind 
No sleep team
 cuz you know I gotta get mine
money stay on the mind
even when hella high
Sittin in the whip blowin blunts by the dozen ,
while the bass bang ya eardrums like percussion
popped a molly now the boys straight be bustin
make the bass bang harder give your ass a concussion
 DDR  in the game an we buzzin
taking out our rivals dont care for the repercussions
everywhere we go they feel the words that we summon,
so it must mean that we the best, end of discussion
I'm like the Cy young of this, hot lyrics I toss
Your mom's on my payroll, she can't get enough of the boss
I keep a chopper on me, the barrel is so colossal
The bullets hit you and make you lay down like a fossil


Im Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die
Crash the fucking whip well not giving a shit (SKIRRRT)
Catch me in a foreign whip 
yeah im going hella fast
hear the engine roar 
sound just like a nascar
5 up on my ass
On the gas im smash 
On my gta shits
5 star wanted 
Savage felon
Doing what I want 
You clam you king 
but whats a king To a god 
you aint shit
 im laughing at all of it 
a broke boy flexing to be knowledge in your 
camera mans whip
boy you need stop it 

what you know about this game
what you know about this fame
what you know about My Gang
what you know about this heat with hallow aiming at brain
whats you know about that grave were you gon lay lil bitch

Bout Dat [Prod TKAY]

All I ever talk is cash (yeah)
Blue faces all on the dash (Oh)
Running though the money real fast(Woah)
You hate on me and I laugh (HA)
Dumb mf stay in last (True)
Unload the clip im a spaz (Damn)
I cant ever fuck with your ass (Why)
Because everything about you is trash (Facts)

Fuck a drive by im a walk up on the boy
Merk your whole block yeah im here to destroy
Bananas clip loaded them bullets goin fly 
Just like gotti said woman lie men lie 
But Numbers don’t lie 
So 
Im fucking go hard for the rest of my life 
But that’s just how we do it yeah yeah


ESPN TOP 10 
Like a running back 
Running through the 0s
I cant fuck with hoes 
Yea My neck on froze
I can never trust a soul
Hop out at your crib 
Blasting the pole
you a op fuck the 5-0
all my friends are dead yeah im feeling like im uzi
rain drop drop top 
migos said it best  theys bitchs bad and boujee 
lights camera action my life is a movie
Designer on my waist GG that Gucci 
shawty drop low cuz she now she got that booty 
let me eat the pussy yeah I bet it taste fruity 
my dms full of boobs from all the  groupies 
im so fly that’s why your chick all on me 
she must love my cologne or rubber bands full of money
you better get your girl before I fucker till the morning
then diddy bop skirting in my foreign
little bitch that’s just how we do it

How We Do It

Hypnotized

She gone throw it back for me
When she with me she so ecstasy
Baby girl wanna fuck on me 
We High asf but she
Addicted to my dick like a drug 
Like She cant ever get enough
Baby you so fine 
What I gotta do to make you mine
Girl hear me out 
All your ex dudes aint got nothing on my heart
I swear this aint the drugs talking
Cmon Just let us play our part
And do or die with everything we got
You know my past a trappin 7 days a week
Smoke weed rapping trying make a living 
But with you I feel money aint mean a thang 
Cuz your love and affection got me feel great
And no hoe could ever get in the way
On god!

She Gon Throw it Back

[PROD.NIGHTFLU]
I’m so high high
So please don’t kill this vibe vibe
Cuz im on cloud nine nine
Baby come take a ride
Lets lose our minds
Waste some time 
Perc floating
Blunt dreaming
Perfect im
Feeling paralyzed 
Baby we gon be alright
Kiss me n let me stare into your bloodshot eyes

Cloud nine
Smoke pine
Do a line
She mine
im Shaq at the free-throw line
Iv got them Bricks
So baby we gone vibe 
On some other Shit
She know I got Da  juice 
And that’s why she loves this Dick
She model she love the gram
Im a rapper hitting bars grand slam
Mix match my designer I don’t give a damn
im just living my life that why im so high high
 

{VERSE 2}
My minds gone
I feel no pain
Mask on im sane
She loves the coco it makes her do things
What that mouth do
Make the dick disappear yeah love that
Tripping on ufo im on my way to pluto
Chances im not coming home so kudos 
Im fried while im alive  
Hypnotized
Starring into space loosing track of time
so please don’t kill my vibe hoe

Cloud Nine

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