You Broke
You a sucker ass nigga, bowing to the bitch
Before I give a bitch a dollar, I'll go buy a fit
Fishtailing the v8, 'cause she all on my dick
I ain't hopping in your load, if it ain't gotta tint
You ain't on shit bitch, and you ain't heaven sent
You ain't got no money, to pay your motherfucking rent
Steady asking for handouts, go get a lick
Steady asking with yo' handout, go get a brick
If I ain't got no money, then I feel sad
You ain't got no money, yea I feel bad
Do the whole dash, the motor scream when I touch the gas
Like brand new jeans we on your ass, Lil' nigga I gotta get that bag
I remember back then, we was walking in the rain hoe
Now I'm up in Cali' everyday, I'm seeing rainbows
And I'm hella grateful for this shit, 'Cause God made a way
Still gon' put a drum on that baby k
Put the gorillas on your body, ain't talking bathing ape
Nigga you is a snake, can you smell you from a mile away
Go to Perris, get my pro club, then go pour up drank
This ain't no regular trey five, this eighty dollars an eighth
She been talking out her neck, so I gave her space
I'm T-A-Y from EBK, 'cause these niggas change
And these bitches lame, Niggas all the same
Turn you to some applesauce, if they bust your brain
I never seen my uncle, he been in a cell
Family fake as hell, they ain't sending mail
She asked what's my body count, I don't kiss and tell
You say you getting money, Nigga I can't tell
We in the burbs now, We came from STL
Smoking good dope, they like what's that smell
Knock the meat out yo' taco, with this fucking shell
Since you thinking you macho, 'cause you got YSL
Put this hammer to your head, bitch you getting nailed
I ain't scared to fail, in the end I'm living well
Beat the brakes off that nigga, til' he looking pale
Still moving like a snail
Before I give a bitch a dollar, I'll go buy a fit
Fishtailing the v8, 'cause she all on my dick
I ain't hopping in your load, if it ain't gotta tint
You ain't on shit bitch, and you ain't heaven sent
You ain't got no money, to pay your motherfucking rent
Steady asking for handouts, go get a lick
Steady asking with yo' handout, go get a brick
If I ain't got no money, then I feel sad
You ain't got no money, yea I feel bad
Do the whole dash, the motor scream when I touch the gas
Like brand new jeans we on your ass, Lil' nigga I gotta get that bag
I remember back then, we was walking in the rain hoe
Now I'm up in Cali' everyday, I'm seeing rainbows
And I'm hella grateful for this shit, 'Cause God made a way
Still gon' put a drum on that baby k
Put the gorillas on your body, ain't talking bathing ape
Nigga you is a snake, can you smell you from a mile away
Go to Perris, get my pro club, then go pour up drank
This ain't no regular trey five, this eighty dollars an eighth
She been talking out her neck, so I gave her space
I'm T-A-Y from EBK, 'cause these niggas change
And these bitches lame, Niggas all the same
Turn you to some applesauce, if they bust your brain
I never seen my uncle, he been in a cell
Family fake as hell, they ain't sending mail
She asked what's my body count, I don't kiss and tell
You say you getting money, Nigga I can't tell
We in the burbs now, We came from STL
Smoking good dope, they like what's that smell
Knock the meat out yo' taco, with this fucking shell
Since you thinking you macho, 'cause you got YSL
Put this hammer to your head, bitch you getting nailed
I ain't scared to fail, in the end I'm living well
Beat the brakes off that nigga, til' he looking pale
Still moving like a snail
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Writer(s): Taveon Hart
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