Retro Flow by Breezy Balla Lyrics
{verse 1: Breezy Balla}
Real killers gone stay with me everywhere I go
No shady niggas no fake hoes
Just a couple niggas committed to these pesos
And some young niggas that got guns with them that’s gone shoot whenever I say so
Catch me on the hill I’m with Jay Rose
Real nigga yea til my days go
Catch a opposition then that Glock is spitting
Break a nigga down like some legos
Take one of mines take 4 of yours
They care less about if you ain’t gang hoe
Breezy Savage bitch you know my name hoe
Young nigga known to let them thangs go
That’s on the gang let a nigga try me
I got that chrome you get exposed
Gotti right beside me
Hollows make his body flip you know that's a homi
Fresh home back up on my shit and ain't no nigga stopping me
{verse 2: Breezy Balla}
Now let’s talk some real shit
You can catch me posted on the hills strip
Where them young boys be fearless
Don’t make me have to hit the kill switch
One false swoop they come and kill shit
Nigga front on me you get ya grill hit
One more time so they can feel this
You can catch me posted on the hills strip
Where them young boys be fearless
Don’t make me have to hit the kill switch x2
Bitch im the man I don’t think these niggas understand
Run up on me you get bland Nigga stop playin
Run down 40 in my hand cock it back then shoot till it’s jammed
Free my niggas out the can Fuck is you sayin
Bitch I’m up next I ain’t givin niggas chance
I ain’t in the field givin niggas chances
Real killers gone stay with me everywhere I go
No shady niggas no fake hoes
Just a couple niggas committed to these pesos
And some young niggas that got guns with them that’s gone shoot whenever I say so
Catch me on the hill I’m with Jay Rose
Real nigga yea til my days go
Catch a opposition then that Glock is spitting
Break a nigga down like some legos
Take one of mines take 4 of yours
They care less about if you ain’t gang hoe
Breezy Savage bitch you know my name hoe
Young nigga known to let them thangs go
That’s on the gang let a nigga try me
I got that chrome you get exposed
Gotti right beside me
Hollows make his body flip you know that's a homi
Fresh home back up on my shit and ain't no nigga stopping me
{verse 2: Breezy Balla}
Now let’s talk some real shit
You can catch me posted on the hills strip
Where them young boys be fearless
Don’t make me have to hit the kill switch
One false swoop they come and kill shit
Nigga front on me you get ya grill hit
One more time so they can feel this
You can catch me posted on the hills strip
Where them young boys be fearless
Don’t make me have to hit the kill switch x2
Bitch im the man I don’t think these niggas understand
Run up on me you get bland Nigga stop playin
Run down 40 in my hand cock it back then shoot till it’s jammed
Free my niggas out the can Fuck is you sayin
Bitch I’m up next I ain’t givin niggas chance
I ain’t in the field givin niggas chances