The official music video for SahBabii's new song, Bread Head 👉🏾 smarturl.it/BreadHead
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Directors: Bobby Lee Palmer & Jabari Flemings
Executive Producer: JMP
Supervising Producer: Joey Szela
DP: Madison McKamey
Stedicam Operator: Michael Floam
1st AC: Mattews Di Nelson
Gaffer: Eric Deren
PA: Kiley Turley
Editor: Bobby Lee Palmer
VFX: Dreambear
Production Company: Paperwork Studio
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Directors: @bobbyleepalmer & @junyawrk
Executive Producer: @jmp
Supervising Producer: @joeyszela
DP: @madison.mckamey
Stedicam Operator: @m_floam
1st AC: @mattewsdinelson
Gaffer: Eric Deren
PA: @turlsx
Editor: @bobbyleepalmer
VFX: @drmbear
Production Company: @paperwork
Produced by / dp.beats
Lyrics:
Long live the demon he gone come back from the dead
I just pulled up to the bank withdrawled some cash same price as ya head
Pull up on ya block like I do locs and dye ya dreads
I just caught a body ody 4 5 bullets thick like Meg
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Play it in the back of my head couple times see if I’m wrong
Spin this b*tch one more time lets see if they gone
Kick that front door in check every room to see if they gone
I got d*cks on all of my guns
They p*ssy lets see if they moan
When it’s time to dance on the battlefield we leavin’ our phones
Don't come outside with that fake gangsta sh*t, leave it at home
Like a hurricane hit, whole bunch of bodies all up in my dome
The flunkies and the crash dummies be the first ones gone
He not a killer it’s the drugs, turn a n*gga block to a muf*ckin rug
You can't hide in this city we know every club
Slide on them bitches they bloody and sh*tty
He got a 100 he got a 50
Run through boxes of bullets trying to fill up these titties
I might spin the block with him then spin him this sh*t get tricky
Long live the demon he gone come back from the dead
I just pulled up to the bank withdrawled some cash same price as ya head
Pull up on ya block like I do locs and dye ya dreads
I just caught a body ody 4 5 bullets thick like Meg
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
We don’t give no f*ck bout what they doin so why they worried bout us
Yo mans was in the street you wasn’t gangsta on the curb hollering
You said you bust who head n*gga who dead?
We ain't heard boutcha its go be some s*it coming behind that body i'm dropping turds bout em
Im f*ckin this b*tch and spreadin them @ss cheeks that booty hole pink
D*ck ridin keep getting them n*ggas killed I love when them hoes link
Black out bout my brothers f*ck around get a darker skin color
I only ride with niggas that trynna change your skin color
Bread on his head trynna make a n*gga wonder
Sent the n*gga up to zeus he was out here playin with that thunder
When we pull up on them n*ggas imma leave a f*ckin puddle
And if a n*gga fold that out of my control you know?
Long live the demon he gone come back from the dead
I just pulled up to the bank with drawled some cash same price as ya head
Pull up on ya block like I do locs and dye ya dreads
I just caught a body ody 4 5 bullets thick like Meg
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye
Bread head, bread head, bread head aye