Get Yo Bread Up

(The Mekanix)

Niggas don't want you to keep your head up

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up

La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da

Shined up my shoes and jumped in my ride

Feelin' like a pimp, doin' fifty-five

In a five-seven, clean as a reverend

LS3, so G, keep my engine revvin'

Hella Heaven, you can't tell a legend (what?)

See, what you don't know and won't know, enjoy your beverage

Separate with severance, I'm Rich Paul and Maverick

Libra gang, so you know that I'm leveraged

I keep that black book and the black heat and seldom seen

Like I own a hundred thousand Krispy Kreme's

I'm doin' doughnuts, the homies go nuts

See when Dogg in the town, nigga, we turn up

Off that mothafuckin' E-4-O mango-scotto (yes sir)

Nigga, we sip it out the bottle (ooh)

I'm in the bay for a day, let me bubble this play

And show you niggas how I parlay

Niggas don't want you to keep your head up

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up

La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da

I'm double R from the O, I mean a long time ago

He took me from the 9-8 block to the indo store

So I can make a quick purchase and run it back

I'm on my Silicon shit, spent ten, made back a hundred stacks

It's amazing how I hustle in so many ways

Count revenue streams in so many ways

We never watch the clock, so we don't know how many days

I'm the quarterback 'cause I got so many plays

Digitally bit, physically fit (yeah)

Snoop Dogg and The Mekanix, nigga, this that shit

Bang that, bang that, bang that, slap

Make a nigga say, "Bring that back" (bring that back)

Now, do I like her or do I love her?

I put my shit in gear and burn rubber

Spice One and Short Dogg on the zap mayne

You wouldn't know about it, nigga, its a Bay thang

Dope era, beast mode

Candy paint, Zenus and Vogues (yes sir)

More deals to close, more bills to fold (uh)

Get you bread, homie, and stack that shit by the loads

Niggas don't want you to keep your head up

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga

Get your bread up (get your mothafuckin' money, man)

La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (come on)

Niggas don't want you to keep your head up

(These niggas always want you to keep your head down)

(Man, fuck that, keep pushin', yeah)

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga

Get your bread up (ayy Snoop, what's happenin'?)

La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (haha, nah, but nigga)

G bands and chops, orange juice and yachts

Prescription bottles, filled to the top (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Filled with the rocks, the dope game (crack, nigga)

VIPs for sale, we was blowing shade (everything)

Now I'm on top bigger thangs, I like real estate (keep goin', Larry)

I like platinum on my wrist

I did that today (yeah, shit, swear to God)

I'm a smooth ass nigga with a pocket full of cake (cake)

"Larry, where you from?" Bitch, I'm from the bay (yeah, Frisco)

Dippin' and drippin' I keep it on me I'm trippin'

Whole lot of women, they all say that I'm different (yeah, damn)

Fitted to my toes, I like bank rolls

Bitch you need speed it up, you know the bank finna close (Numbers)

A kick in the freezer, a 40 in the stove

I cried in the trap when I lost Quinn Coleman

You don't wanna see me win, I keep my head up

I'm goin' hard everyday and never lettin' up

What's happenin'?

Niggas don't want you to keep your head up (yeah, uh, damn)

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up (yeah)

La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da

Niggas don't want you to keep your head up (keep goin', my nigga)

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up (yeah, haha)

La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (The Mekanix)

Money, money, money

Say, man (yee)

What you sittin' on? (Money)

Oh, that money too?

Oh, for sheezy?

Say man, I'm in the Bay for a day, man

Money, money

You know how we get it, man

Burn rubber (rubber)

Yeah