Gimme Less Friction Songtext
von Heroic Doses

Yeah bitch
Oh
Hell yeah
Hey cmon baby cmon

Who are you talkin to right now
You clearly dont know who are you talkin to
I am not in danger
I am the danger
A guy opens his door and get shot

And you think that of me

No


I am the one who knocks
1-4-8-3-6-9
Representin′ the ABQ
What up, biatch
1-4-8-3-6-9
Representin' the ABQ
What up, biatch
Yeah Mr.White
Yeah, science!!
Are you ready
Pistol up those bitches and show ′em who's boss
I'm the cook
The man who killed Gus Fring
You′re goddamn right
Now, say my name
Do you know how much i make a year
I mean even if I told you, you won′t believe it
OH
You got the greatest meth cooks in America
With our skills, you'll earn more than you′d ever would
Now
Say my name
Heisenberg
YEAH
1-4-8-3-6-9
Representin' the ABQ
What up, biatch
1-4-8-3-6-9
Representin′ the ABQ
What up, biatch
C'mon
1-4-8-3-6-8
Representin′ the ABQ
What up, biatch
1-4-8-3-6-8
Representin' the ABQ
What up, biatch
You knoe the buisness
And i know the chemistry
I'm thinking you and I could partner up
Just try and stop me
Yo, yo, yo, Jesse Pinkman in the house
I′m crazy
That means exactly how it sounds
You got that, bitch
Is that sinkin′ in
You got nothin' on me
I made you my bitch
What′s it gonna be, yo
Speak into the mic
Stop whining like a little bitch
And do what I say

Where's my money, bitch