Stop Breathing Lyrics – Playboi Carti

Stop Breathing Lyrics from Whole Lotta Red is the latest English song sung by Playboi Carti.Stop Breathing song lyrics written by Ssort, Lukrative, F1lthy, Playboi Carti and produced by Ssort, Lukrative, F1lthy.This song published by Interscope Records.

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Stop Breathing Lyrics

(Wake up, F1lthy)
Breathin’ (Blatt, yeah)
Breathin’ (What? Yeah)
Breathin’ (Haha)

I take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin’ (Ayy, yeah)
I take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin’ (Yeah)
I take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin’ (Yeah, what? Yeah)
I take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin’ (What? Yeah, yeah, what?)
Breathin’, breathin’, bitches stop breathin’ (Yeah)
Breathin’, breathin’, I think that bitch not breathin’ (Ayy, what? What? What?)
Breathin’, breathin’, bitches stop breathin’ (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
Brеathin’, breathin’, I think that bitch not breathin’ (What? Yeah, what?)

Ha, ha, ha, ha (Slatt, ayy)
Ha, ha (Yеah), ha, ha (Ayy)
Ha, ha (Yeah), ha (Oh my), ha (Yeah)
Ha, ha (What?), ha (What?), ha (What? Damn)

Ever since my brother died (What? Died, what?)
Ever since my brother died (Died, what? What? Yeah)
I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout homicide (What? What? What? What?)
I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout homicide (What? What? What? What?)
Free Lil’ Tip (What? Ooh), free Migo Bliff (What? Ah)
Free all my guys (What?), free Problem Child (What?)
I been with lil’ Demon and lil’ Beno and R5 (What? What? Demon in that)
Ridin’ in a tank on 285 (Five, what? What?)
On the way to Front Street, who say we ain’t outside? (Yeah)
Smokin’ on the Henchmen (What?), got a nigga fried
I’m hangin’ with the Pirus (What? What?), hangin’ with the fires (Yeah)
I got mob ties, I got fuckin’ mob ties (Yeah)
I got niggas in chain gang on my side (What? What? What? What? Chain gang)
I got niggas in chain gang on my side (What? What? What? What?)
I had the niggas shank Ola for a pie (What? What? What? What?)
I had the niggas shank Ola for a pie (What? What? What? What?)
I’m on demon time (What? What?), I’m on demon time (What? What? Tell ’em)
Bitch, I’m out my body (What? What?), I done lost my mind (What? What? Yeah)
I’m a young bitch (What? What? Bitch), but I’m in my prime (What? What? Yeah)
I’m a young bitch (What? What? Go), but I’m in my prime (What? What? Yeah)
Pussy-ass niggas can’t hang ’round me (What? What? What?)
All these pussy-ass niggas liabilities (What? What? What?)
I’m so shiesty, I ain’t got a OG (What? Woo)
I keep the blicky, blicky just in case they try me (What? Blicky, blicky, what?)
Kill me a opp (What? Slatt), kill me a opp (Ooh, what? Okay)
Carry ’em out (Yeah, what?), carry ’em out (Yeah, what?)
This chopper won’t stop (Choppa, choppa, what?)
This chopper won’t stop (Choppa, choppa, what?)
I fuck on your thot (Choppa, choppa, what?)
I fuck on your thot
You fuck with my opps? (Opps, woo)
You fuck with my opps? (Yeah, yeah)
You fuck with my opps? (What? Yeah, yeah)
You fuck with the cops (What? What?)
Brand new ‘Ventador, I drove that bitch right to the moon (Moon, what?)
I just hit a lick with a mask, MF DOOM (Woo, woo, what? Woo, woo)
I just rocked the show on some mothafuckin’ shrooms (God, woo)
I fucked my biggest fan in the fuckin’ green room (God, yeah)
I gave that ho a band and told her, “Go and buy some shoes” (Ah, what?)
I’ve been winnin’ all day, bitch, I can’t lose (Woo, what?)
I got the people goin’ crazy (What?), watchin’ all my moves (Yeah)
My bitch said I dress real nice, dress cool (Ayy)
If Rick don’t cut you a check (What?), you better sue (What? What?)
Yeah, what? What? Ha, what?
Ha, what? (Yeah, yeah), ha (Tilt, yeah)
Ha (What? What? What?), ayy
Yeah, what? What?
Yeah, what? (Bitch) Yeah, what? Yeah

I take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin’ (Ayy)
I take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin’ (Yeah, what? Red)
I take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin’ (Yeah, what? What? What? Red)
I take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin’ (What? What? Hold up)
Breathin’, breathin’, bitches stop breathin’ (Yeah)
Breathin’, breathin’, I think that bitch not breathin’ (Ayy, what? Yeah, what? What?)
Breathin’, breathin’, bitches stop breathin’ (Yeah, ayy, what?)
Breathin’, breathin’, I think that bitch not breathin’ (Ayy, what? What?)

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Stop Breathing Song Details

Song: Stop Breathing
Album: Whole Lotta Red
Singer: Playboi Carti
Written: Ssort, Lukrative, F1lthy, Playboi Carti
Producer: Ssort, Lukrative, F1lthy
Label: Interscope Records