Soggy Bread (feat. Forlorn)

Daboi Treesap Lil Treesap A.K.A Lil Tre Tre Triple 3 333 I'm on the way I'm on the way I'm on the way I'm on the way Do you know the way Do you know the way Do you know the way I'm on the way Okay ok Look at all this bread ooh And I got that drip on me Ooo Too much drip it starting to make my bread soggy We can call up joe if you goan start to act sloppy Bunch of lights on you but that is not no paparazzi Look at all this bread ooh And I got that drip on me Ooo Too much drip it starting to make my bread soggy We can call up joe if you goan start to act sloppy Bunch of lights on you but that is not no paparazzi Keep it a buck like Milwaukee Yo bitch keep on calling me Papi She like my style so I did her like a doggy woof She tryna give me that sloppy toppy I just might cop a new Maserati swerve Or maybe the la Ferrari swerve But you know that we also want Bugatti's skr Pull up on a Kawasaki skrr Popping a Ollie, Like it was a molly pop Mess with me you get popped no lolli grah grah We do not Lallygag sorry not sorry Bitches play games I don't gotta Atari Tryna get rich like my first name Roddy Need the money right now ASAP rocky Love paper so much that I learned origami I am not peaceful I am not Gandhi Nigga I run shit like I went jogging He want some beef told him to go work for Arby's He want some beef and I'm smoking on broccoli I'm getting bills but I am not Cosby She know I'm hot just like a tamale She know I'm great just like the Gatsby All my songs have gotta be catchy Keep my foot on these niggas like athlete Keep a me a doobie like I was shaggy huh Talking bout whacky tobacky Packs stay on me like is a Fanny I pop pillies witchyo granny Keep the heat on me like we in Miami Finna fuck the whole world over plan B I can't take percs no more cuz bro that shit made me too antsy Look at all this bread ooh And I got that drip on me Ooo Too much drip it starting to make my bread soggy We can call up joe if you goan start to act sloppy Bunch of lights on you but that is not no paparazzi Look at all this bread ooh And I got that drip on me Ooo Too much drip it starting to make my bread soggy We can call up joe if you goan start to act sloppy Bunch of lights on you but that is not no paparazzi WoooYuh We don't play around like them Fuck with me it's off with your head Like zombies you goan get left4dead Yeah I am not like him These girls too basic Said you wanna be friends yea But I cannot trust them no I know she just want me for bread Blood diamonds on my flesh Holy Spirit guide me to these blessings There's a monster inside of there Davey Jones locker don't open it They say that it's all in my head She gave me the blunt and laced it Don't know why I'm so faded Thought this was amazing Realized it's fake yeah Gotta keep my eyes on niggas so I just got some lasik I don't know what she sees in him no he's not for her I tried to tell her, but I'm too high i slur my words She said too bad it's over I know that it really hurts Plus yanno that I'm not yours Please stop calling this number Love really hurts it's the worse Love really hurts it's the worse Now your just getting on my nerves Realized this is too much work Work work Like Rihanna need a bitch that's goan put in that work Maybe I been feeling off of the earth I think I should just lay off of the percs