Broke Boi
Bitch
What that ho talkin' 'bout?
I dunno...
Hold on, yuh
Cash Carti (Bitch)
Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi
Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, ay
Why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys?
In the mall buyin' ice 'cause he a broke boi
I can't even kick it with these broke boys
He ain't come to buy a pack, 'cause he a broke boi
Bitch, I'm going through the sack 'cause I'm no broke boi
Runnin' up the check on these broke boys
Put some bands on your neck and have you murked, boy
Bitch, I'm ballin' on these niggas, ballin', ay
Bitch, I'm ballin' on these niggas, first they hatin', "He's so pussy"
Don't cross your partner's pussy, that's a pussy for some pussy
Always talked about me, still ain't never shook me
I'm a real nigga from the Flat, can't overlook me
$1500, nigga, if you're tryna come and book me
Nigga, gonna fuckin' book me
Keep that choppa on me, my grandma watchin' me
Fuck my Jesus piece, I might squeeze the piece
Hold out on my way, I might flood the streets
And I'm on this lean, I won't make a scene
Nigga front on me? I'ma make a scene
Run up in this shit, run up in this shit
Audi, Bimmer, Benz with the roof up
Still on this goop punch, three gram, boof blunt
High as fuck
Called up some hoes, "Let's go to Lenox Square"
Might just go icey my wrist, might just go cop me some squares
Keep a small circle, I can't fuck with squares
Ay, I had to get it how I got it, nigga, life ain't fair
Spilt that lean all on my kicks and got another pair
I say fuck them two hoes, man, I got another pair, damn
Ay, ay
Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi
Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi
Why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys?
In the mall buying ice 'cause he a broke boi
I can't even kick it with these broke boys
He ain't come to buy a pack, 'cause he a broke boi
(Bitch, so why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys?)
(In the mall buying ice 'cause he a broke boi)
(I can't even kick it with these broke boys)
(He ain't come to get a pack, he a broke boi)
(Yuh, he a broke boi)
(He a broke boi)
(He a broke boi)
(Yuh, ay)
(Cash Carti)
(Carti, Carti, Carti, Carti)
(Cash Carti)
(Carti, Carti, Carti, Carti)
What that ho talkin' 'bout?
I dunno...
Hold on, yuh
Cash Carti (Bitch)
Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi
Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, ay
Why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys?
In the mall buyin' ice 'cause he a broke boi
I can't even kick it with these broke boys
He ain't come to buy a pack, 'cause he a broke boi
Bitch, I'm going through the sack 'cause I'm no broke boi
Runnin' up the check on these broke boys
Put some bands on your neck and have you murked, boy
Bitch, I'm ballin' on these niggas, ballin', ay
Bitch, I'm ballin' on these niggas, first they hatin', "He's so pussy"
Don't cross your partner's pussy, that's a pussy for some pussy
Always talked about me, still ain't never shook me
I'm a real nigga from the Flat, can't overlook me
$1500, nigga, if you're tryna come and book me
Nigga, gonna fuckin' book me
Keep that choppa on me, my grandma watchin' me
Fuck my Jesus piece, I might squeeze the piece
Hold out on my way, I might flood the streets
And I'm on this lean, I won't make a scene
Nigga front on me? I'ma make a scene
Run up in this shit, run up in this shit
Audi, Bimmer, Benz with the roof up
Still on this goop punch, three gram, boof blunt
High as fuck
Called up some hoes, "Let's go to Lenox Square"
Might just go icey my wrist, might just go cop me some squares
Keep a small circle, I can't fuck with squares
Ay, I had to get it how I got it, nigga, life ain't fair
Spilt that lean all on my kicks and got another pair
I say fuck them two hoes, man, I got another pair, damn
Ay, ay
Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi
Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi
Why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys?
In the mall buying ice 'cause he a broke boi
I can't even kick it with these broke boys
He ain't come to buy a pack, 'cause he a broke boi
(Bitch, so why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys?)
(In the mall buying ice 'cause he a broke boi)
(I can't even kick it with these broke boys)
(He ain't come to get a pack, he a broke boi)
(Yuh, he a broke boi)
(He a broke boi)
(He a broke boi)
(Yuh, ay)
(Cash Carti)
(Carti, Carti, Carti, Carti)
(Cash Carti)
(Carti, Carti, Carti, Carti)
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Terrell Carter, Cameron Pitts
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