You Broke
Yea
Yea
Look
Shots
Shots
Shots
Shots fired
Then they jump up
Out that track hawk
You cant send no boy to do no mission
If he gone talk
You can't send no boy
To spin the block
If he ain't dump out
I walk through the crowd
With my jewelry
And my shirt off
I just fucked your bitch so good
She squirted all my nut out
Switch off in this bitch
And we gone hit'em
When he come out
They say they my opps
Cause I don't give them props
I just shipped a box
And I'm not selling rocks
I just told two bitches that
I love them at the same time
Get caught with a brick
And see what homie
Say it ain't mine
You told her you love her
But I say bitch
You not fine
I went to the west
And now I got the pipeline
Yea
You been spending bands
With that hoe
With that hoe
How you selling pounds and
You broke
And
You broke
Come to Minnesota
Where it's cold
Where it's cold Nigga
Give you all this powder
For your nose
Powder for your nose
Freshly cop a switch
We call her switchiana
I might fuck your sister
And your baby mama
Pop this perk 30
Now I'm acting Sada
Treat them like a baby
Gave his ass
A fucking bottle
James Bond golden eye
You won't see tomorrow
Play with your life
It's a stake you can't
Beat them odds
50 Niggas
50 switches
You gone need God
And I ain't gotta pray
I run with Allah
You ain't got to tell the truth
But why would I lie
You a slave to the game
You would eat a only
Whites Pie
At the White Sox
Game getting
Superman high
Rocking Frosted Lakes
Gear getting Superman fly
You been spending bands
With that hoe
With that hoe
How you selling pounds and
You broke
And
You broke
Come to Minnesota
Where it's cold
Where it's cold
Give you all this powder
For your nose
Powder for your nose
You been spending bands
With that hoe
With that hoe
How you selling pounds and
You broke
And
You broke
Come to Minnesota
Where it's cold
Where it's cold
Give you all this powder
For your nose
They say they my opps
Cause I don't give them props
I just shipped a box
And I'm not selling rocks
They say they my opps
Cause I don't give them props
I just shipped a box
And I'm not selling rocks
Im not selling rocks
I just shipped box
I'm not selling rock
Yea
Look
Shots
Shots
Shots
Shots fired
Then they jump up
Out that track hawk
You cant send no boy to do no mission
If he gone talk
You can't send no boy
To spin the block
If he ain't dump out
I walk through the crowd
With my jewelry
And my shirt off
I just fucked your bitch so good
She squirted all my nut out
Switch off in this bitch
And we gone hit'em
When he come out
They say they my opps
Cause I don't give them props
I just shipped a box
And I'm not selling rocks
I just told two bitches that
I love them at the same time
Get caught with a brick
And see what homie
Say it ain't mine
You told her you love her
But I say bitch
You not fine
I went to the west
And now I got the pipeline
Yea
You been spending bands
With that hoe
With that hoe
How you selling pounds and
You broke
And
You broke
Come to Minnesota
Where it's cold
Where it's cold Nigga
Give you all this powder
For your nose
Powder for your nose
Freshly cop a switch
We call her switchiana
I might fuck your sister
And your baby mama
Pop this perk 30
Now I'm acting Sada
Treat them like a baby
Gave his ass
A fucking bottle
James Bond golden eye
You won't see tomorrow
Play with your life
It's a stake you can't
Beat them odds
50 Niggas
50 switches
You gone need God
And I ain't gotta pray
I run with Allah
You ain't got to tell the truth
But why would I lie
You a slave to the game
You would eat a only
Whites Pie
At the White Sox
Game getting
Superman high
Rocking Frosted Lakes
Gear getting Superman fly
You been spending bands
With that hoe
With that hoe
How you selling pounds and
You broke
And
You broke
Come to Minnesota
Where it's cold
Where it's cold
Give you all this powder
For your nose
Powder for your nose
You been spending bands
With that hoe
With that hoe
How you selling pounds and
You broke
And
You broke
Come to Minnesota
Where it's cold
Where it's cold
Give you all this powder
For your nose
They say they my opps
Cause I don't give them props
I just shipped a box
And I'm not selling rocks
They say they my opps
Cause I don't give them props
I just shipped a box
And I'm not selling rocks
Im not selling rocks
I just shipped box
I'm not selling rock
Credits
Writer(s): Isiah Shivers
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