Nasty Jack - Bread lyrics

[Hook: Grim Sickers] Yeah, all you do is bread, hard dough bread Tiger bread, white loaf bread Brown loaf bread, Instagram bread Facebook bread, Snapchat bread Twitter bread, timeline bread Periscope bread, DM bread Tumblr bread, MySpace bread What type of bread? All kind of bread, everyting bread [Verse 1: Hitman] All man do is bread Wholemeal bread, panini bread Come on the timeline, everyday bread Some man are leeches, move like skets Man can't ever call man ah man a beg Tek him to the mountain something like Ghetts When I'm in rage move, everything dead If I squeeze off a 32, nah, not Wretch [Verse 2: Nasty Jack] That's my swag, what kind of swag? Blacked out Jag, black Mick Jag What kind of black? P Money black Black bin bag, what kind of bag? I know your girl, not that bag Shoutout Eyez, get them bags Trap, trap, trap, get them bags Don't get bag, jack'um swag [Verse 3: Hitman Tiga] Shell off the mic, call that cornbread Touch man's skin, left a man brown bread Can't bread me if you owe me bread Roll on a man, tun man flatbread Man wanna get Hitman on the feature From I don't rate you, n***a, that's bread Pump in a bag masked off like a bread roll Tun a man bagel, everyting bread [Verse 4: RD] Cuh I bury MCs, yeah, I bury MCs Bury MCs for the bread I ain't writing ahead, start firing Firing, fight for the bread That's an MC toast, not bread Start scraping the ashes, dead None of your ends wanna back it, dead Man can get burnt from the bread, RD [Verse 5: Flirta D] Mumma used to send me shop for the bread Now I'm tryna own a couple shops of the bread Tryna get DBF stuck in your head Always on top, never stuck in a bed Mumma used to send me shop for the lotto More Fire days when Bizzle said "uh oh" Man wanna bread with me, I'm like nuh oh So "Don't Be Foolish", fool, that's the motto [Hook: Grim Sickers] Yeah, all you do is bread, hard dough bread Tiger bread, white loaf bread Brown loaf bread, Instagram bread Facebook bread, Snapchat bread Twitter bread, timeline bread Periscope bread, DM bread Tumblr bread, MySpace bread What type of bread? All kind of bread, everyting bread [Verse 6: Harry Shotta] How's this guy gonna chat like Shotts is breading? I just break bread, don't leap in the bread bin Bredrin, might get your head spin Head spun, it's a dead ting, it's mad How's this guy gonna talk like he got bread With no dough? Dead, loco, like Can't cosign cause you're not that guy You portray in your photos, you're not bad [Verse 7: Stormin] Pull the riddim like flare If you don't like me, stand over there Sixes on east side, looking like a bear You, d**hbed, that's air Oi, who is he? Why's he here Come to my set, you'll get teared You're a Hovis boy, you'll get boyed off So please eff off [Verse 8: Funky Dee] Catch a man slipping in Greggs, run up Bang, fly kick straight to the head Blood on the pasties, blood on the bread Man said he's nang but he went to the feds Man said he's nang but he went to The boys in blue, who would have knew I would've seen him four days later in a drive-thru? Seen him four days later in a drive-thru? [Verse 9: Bomma B] You won't ever catch me breading no one I've been out here from young I was raised in the 0121 And I came up, yeah, on my ones I came up, I got taught never beg no one Same ting, that's why I never bread no one I've got bread, I've got Hovis I've got stacks, that's that from the hard dough [Verse 10: Slickman Party] Man telling me I'm hard though Dem breddas are soft like hard dough One big fruit in Jamaica Well it's breadfread, gonna clean off head I'll dun dance like someting dead [?] that don't eat bread So when you see everyting get kweff Know that you're next, brown bread [Hook: Grim Sickers] Yeah, all you do is bread, hard dough bread Tiger bread, white loaf bread Brown loaf bread, Instagram bread Facebook bread, Snapchat bread Twitter bread, timeline bread Periscope bread, DM bread Tumblr bread, MySpace bread What type of bread? All kind of bread, everyting bread