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Breaking Down is a track by Chief Keef, taken from the album “Skeletor”, released March 27, 2026 on BMG Rights Management (US) LLC. It runs 4:21 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.

Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside The Real Chief Keef, 24Hrs, Video Shoot. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.

Song details

Song
Breaking Down
Artist
Chief Keef
Release
Skeletor
Format
Album
Duration
4:21
Release date
March 27, 2026
Record label
BMG Rights Management (US) LLC
Content notice
Explicit

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And now, here's a word from our sponsor Tow his ass out of my van Hahaha, child You're crazy, you're on camera, ma Mama, you're on camera You tow his ass on out of here Go on, you wrong What? Man, you need a TV show (As I say it? No) Get your ass out of here Ha, hahahaha Go on, honey Hahaha That's not funny, I'm real tired No, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm talkin' 'bout I'm talkin' 'bout you 'bout to have me beat The hell would you do then? This is the money we helpin' us This is so silly, get your ass out of here Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking) (All I wanna know) Ayy (All I need to do, down, down, down) Chief, say he's (Huh, huh, breaking) (Down, down, down) No Chief, say he's (Breaking, breaking, huh) Ayy (Let's get it down, down, down) Chief, say he's (Breaking, breaking, Sosa) Ayy, say gang (Ayy) I'll be anything but a fuckin' Uncle Tom Trackhawk seats like a cracked open omelette Show me love, I'ma hug you with open arms Hundred thousand necklace came with a cola charm Boy, you salty like garlic, nigga, hold a naan You ain't talk 'bout shit, you say a bunch of nothin' If you see me up in traffic, nigga, honk your horn (Go) 'Nother million on the way, I feel it comin' on Chief Sosa, what you on? Nigga, what you on? Young jeweler, my wrist going boi-i-ing Bitches wanna turn your boy into a boy toy I don't call 'em white diamonds, I call 'em white noise You ain't help me bake the cake? You ain't gettin' a piece That's like me gettin' some of your settlement from your injuries In middle school, your 1s were real if they said Vietnamese One puff of my weed'll have you seeing three like trinity Me and my brothers here forever, nigga, infinity (Infinity) I know some niggas that'll kill to kill my enemies (Huh?) I get in my feelings, man, what in the fuck done got into me? (Into me) Get what I want, think I got odd parents like Timothy (Timothy) Don't know my name, nigga who the fuck bitch, I'm Himothy Got all this water on my body, bitch, come swim with me (Come swim with me) You cross that line, then it's referee, bitch, penalty (Penalty) Been through some shit, I think them angels tryna rekindle me (Rekindle me, ayy, ayy) Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking) Huh, ayy, huh (Down, down, down) Chief, say he's (Breaking) Ayy, uh (Down, down, down), ayy-ayy Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking, scooter, scooter) Scooter, scooter (Down, down, down) Chief, say he's (Breaking, ayy) Down, down, down (Ayy) Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking) Huh, ayy, huh (Down, down, down) Chief, say he's (Breaking) Ayy, uh (Down, down, down), ayy-ayy Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking, scooter, scooter) Scooter, scooter (Down, down, down) Chief, say he's (Breaking, ayy) Down, down, down I don't care if I'm feeling down, I'm still gon' grin (Grin) You could put me against a dinosaur, I'm gonna win (Let's get it) I'll press rewind, I'll do it all again Granny smack the shit up out you with an open hand (Grandma) Bitch, I'm rare like a fish without no fin Used to go in Walgreens and we stole fans I performed on my bed, ain't have no fans (No) First day of school, nigga wore some old pants (Bitch) I ain't do my work, I was playing Hangman Sosa Joe turned to the Rubberband Man (Huh?) Up the pole on a bitch, gon' do a handstand (Huh?) Up the Rolls and she gettin' in with her friends (Bitch) Man, the shit a nigga smoke will have you balled up (Huh?) She ain't leave a crumb left, she ate it all up (Huh?) I'ma get behind a nigga, freeze, arms up (Bitch) When niggas gettin' paper, bitches, let 'em tear it up (Tear it up) Said I'ma get behind her with my arms up (Huh?) Oh, you hot, baby? That was just a warmup (Ha) He got weak, baby, come get my arm up (Huh?) Do it with no care, that make me harder (It do) Did some dumb shit, should've been smarter (Huh) Never forget the day when I lost Miss Carter (Granny) Nigga had crazy thoughts, bitch, postpartum I'm over East, might see me in Harlem, bitch Ayy

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  1. 01 The Real Chief Keef E 4:19
  2. 02 24Hrs E 3:38
  3. 03 Video Shoot E 2:38
  4. 04 Mark of Buddha E 4:15
  5. 05 Harry Potter E 5:35
  6. 06 Only For The Night E 6:04
  7. 07 Number 2 E 2:10
  8. 08 Slide (feat. G Herbo) E 6:11
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