Work Flow

I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Broke bitch imma fix it
I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Yes, I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Broke bitch imma fix it
I'm a broke bitch imma fix it

Pulled up to Banana
Because I peeled out of Apple
I'm serving dabs at Holistic
Man, I think there's a plot-hole
Broken bodies trapped in bars
I'm selling weed through a loophole
Gringas toking thin mint cones
Like RiRi lighting super bowls
My soul needs a new work flow
Driving round for Uber
But that's traffic and potholes
Angry women and drunk dudes
Can I just hit the lotto
Become a hair model
I feel like melting gelato
I'm sour baby like bottle
I can't be stuck in survival
Life feels like error and trial
I'm paranoid that you're judging
Ego is bugging
This codependence is ugly
Clocked out so don't call me
I work hard for the money
You never treat me right
6-3 service industry devotion
Drinking Red Bull like a potion
Need my wings for 5 to 9
Hustle on the side
They were too late on my bonus
Own a business think they own us
Write new checks you just owe us
You can never really clone us

I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Broke bitch imma fix it
I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Yes, I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Broke bitch imma fix it
I'm a broke bitch imma fix it

Whipping groceries for bitches
Now I'm Instacart trippin
I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Til I'm Lyft pink drippin
I'm a broke bitch imma I fix
Til I'm Eddie V's gifting
And I'm seafood boil mixing
All the homies feel my riches
I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Til I'm simp goddess gifting
Fill my woman's wishes
Til she's feeling Fergalicious
Plant a garden
Walk the children
My work ethic is so vicious

I'm a broke bitch imma fix it
Broke bitch imma fix it
I'm a broke bitch imma fix it

I go skate before I'm grinding
You think Nashville's steady rising
Shut down protests, banning CRT
Nashville's out here crying
Party busses, pedal taverns
Corporate Bros are gentrifying
Tall and skinny's cloud the skyline
Kid Rock's bar is not a highlight
It's trashy cracker nightlife
That's a haven for the alt-right
Bitches twerking while I'm serving
I clock in my youth is sighing
Marsha Blackburn is a coward
Now our kids are scared of dying
Strapping teachers with more guns
Grown accustomed to the sirens
Democracy is on fire
It's so heavy and so blinding
Like a virgin's weak soul
We've been sacrificing
Exploiting of this work flow
So Nashville thinks
It's climbing



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Writer(s): Nina Donovan
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