Action Bronson – Let Me Breathe


She nearly broke my dick (my dick, my dick)
I swag different
White Range Rover, blowing trees all in it

Just let me breathe
Just let me breathe for a minute, uh
Black Pippens
Just let me breathe for a minute
[Intro]
Every day get high
Just let me breathe for a minute
[Bridge]
(You already know it’s me)
Shake that shit
It’s too hot, drop the top off the wagon
I would never give my heart to a thotty
Just let me breathe for a minute, man
Basic bitches everywhere gon’ dance to it (everywhere)
Come up short, you’ll have your motherfucking fam missing
Just let me breathe for a minute
Like the way it sounds, Fraudy?
White Range Rover, blowing trees all in it
White Range Rover, blowing trees all in it
Just let me breathe
She nearly broke my dick (my dick)
We all shine, nobody victims
It’s like I’m at the studio with Michael
Just let me breathe for a minute

White Range Rover, blowing trees all in it
Just let me breathe for a minute, man
That’s what happens when you fuck around with Body, uh
Armani sweatsuit pimping
[Verse 1]
Shake it
Just let me breathe for a minute
Man, I’m flying past Saturn (Uh)
Just let me breathe for a minute
If I could just make a dance that goes with this song
Just let me breathe for a minute, man

[Verse 2]

Just let me breathe for a minute, man
Every day get high
[Chorus]

‘Til the day I die
Hundred Latins in your lobby
Just let me breathe for a minute
Shake that shit
Just let me breathe for a minute, uh
Lay back, blowing fire like dragon (Poof!)
Two uzis and a rifle

You can hear me dancing on the beat
[Chorus]
Throwing alley oops to my brothers (Curry!)
And I put that on my mami (It’s on my mami)
Man I roll that shit
(No, no, no, no)
Shake that shit
Just let me breathe for a minute
Just let me breathe for a minute
Riding around Queens on a jetski, it’s me (You know it’s me!)
Every day get fleek
Then I’ma be on
You got a fat ass, baby, shake that shit
Bam Bam ’bout to put a mansion on the beach, uh
(You already know it’s me, man)
Basic bitches gon’ dance to it (everywhere)
I got two shows, I’m about to pitch another
Fuck outta here like I ain’t that savage
Uh, yeah, yeah
You got a fat ass, baby, shake that shit
You ain’t serving shit, you just an urban myth
Honey bouncing up and down
I lay on beaches and swerve in whips
That’s why the money in the bag different (different)
And I smoke that shit
(Michael Jackson)