Broke Boys Aint Allowed
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
Let me get in my bag since you want it
No it ain't Telfar but it's foreign
I be tryna duck the nigga
He boring
If he ain't acting right
Call me Lori
Said he really want me to stay
And this man feel like he is Drake
It's been back to back to back days
When you gone put the pussy on me
Since he thirsty he can just drink
So he gonna lick lick lick me
His mouth gone get real drippy
Got a nigga quenched
Now nigga don't hit me
He wiped his mouth like he would with a hanky
Bon Appetit and the nigga was thanking me
Giving him LYFE he a new born baby
Okay we finished
It's fuck you, pay me
Yo nigga jockin' (Jockin')
Now you plottin' (Plottin')
You need to stop it (Yeah, Yeah)
If I want em (Want em)
I can have em (Have em)
I'm really poppin' (Yeah, Yeah)
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
Ain't with none of the drama
Ain't playing no games
I'm making him crazy
He going insane
Pussy got power
It's strong as cocaine
But he knocking my shit out like Craig was his name
Know that I'm poppin'
Chris ain't gotta say it
Holla MORE LYFE like yo birthday belated
On this biscotti, I'm so fucking faded
Had chance after chance
So don't worry who ate it
Gucci tap in
I'm tryna be Icy
Nah I ain't Saweetie
But bet you gone like me
Boro to the World
Where I'm from they is sheisty
So fuck what Pooh on
They really get grimey
Been taking flights (Yeah)
Been dropping heat (Yeah)
If you want the smoke
While I get this loaf
See what I do when a broke nigga try me
Yo nigga jockin' (Jockin')
Now you plottin' (Plottin')
Yall need to stop it (Yeah, Yeah)
If I want em (Want em)
I can have em (Have em)
I'm really poppin' (Yeah, Yeah)
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
Yeah back on my bullshit
That nigga thought I was stupid
I ain't gone stay down while you be a clown
Fuck it, go get you a new bitch
Really just be on my boss shit
It's only right that I pop shit
Done been through the mud
The rain, and pain
And still I'm coming out flossing (No cap)
Ten outta Ten, he would recommend
Ain't stuntin' you baby
Im stuntin' your friend
Know that you wish you could hit it again
You miss how my juices be all down your chin
Fuck all that talking then
Nigga dig in
Eat it up like it's some fucking ramen
Tell that lil bitch to shut the fuck up
'Fore I know her ass out how you knocked my shit in, Yeah
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
Yo nigga jockin'
Now you plottin'
You need to stop it (Yeah, Yeah)
If I want em
Bitch I can have em
I'm really poppin' (Yeah)
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
Let me get in my bag since you want it
No it ain't Telfar but it's foreign
I be tryna duck the nigga
He boring
If he ain't acting right
Call me Lori
Said he really want me to stay
And this man feel like he is Drake
It's been back to back to back days
When you gone put the pussy on me
Since he thirsty he can just drink
So he gonna lick lick lick me
His mouth gone get real drippy
Got a nigga quenched
Now nigga don't hit me
He wiped his mouth like he would with a hanky
Bon Appetit and the nigga was thanking me
Giving him LYFE he a new born baby
Okay we finished
It's fuck you, pay me
Yo nigga jockin' (Jockin')
Now you plottin' (Plottin')
You need to stop it (Yeah, Yeah)
If I want em (Want em)
I can have em (Have em)
I'm really poppin' (Yeah, Yeah)
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
Ain't with none of the drama
Ain't playing no games
I'm making him crazy
He going insane
Pussy got power
It's strong as cocaine
But he knocking my shit out like Craig was his name
Know that I'm poppin'
Chris ain't gotta say it
Holla MORE LYFE like yo birthday belated
On this biscotti, I'm so fucking faded
Had chance after chance
So don't worry who ate it
Gucci tap in
I'm tryna be Icy
Nah I ain't Saweetie
But bet you gone like me
Boro to the World
Where I'm from they is sheisty
So fuck what Pooh on
They really get grimey
Been taking flights (Yeah)
Been dropping heat (Yeah)
If you want the smoke
While I get this loaf
See what I do when a broke nigga try me
Yo nigga jockin' (Jockin')
Now you plottin' (Plottin')
Yall need to stop it (Yeah, Yeah)
If I want em (Want em)
I can have em (Have em)
I'm really poppin' (Yeah, Yeah)
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
Yeah back on my bullshit
That nigga thought I was stupid
I ain't gone stay down while you be a clown
Fuck it, go get you a new bitch
Really just be on my boss shit
It's only right that I pop shit
Done been through the mud
The rain, and pain
And still I'm coming out flossing (No cap)
Ten outta Ten, he would recommend
Ain't stuntin' you baby
Im stuntin' your friend
Know that you wish you could hit it again
You miss how my juices be all down your chin
Fuck all that talking then
Nigga dig in
Eat it up like it's some fucking ramen
Tell that lil bitch to shut the fuck up
'Fore I know her ass out how you knocked my shit in, Yeah
I know that you want it
You can never get that close to me
Gotta have some money
Broke boys ain't allowed
This shit ain't free
Yo nigga jockin'
Now you plottin'
You need to stop it (Yeah, Yeah)
If I want em
Bitch I can have em
I'm really poppin' (Yeah)
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Writer(s): Deja Moore
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