Broke lyrics

[Intro]
I love Shinobi
Pull up on me if you wanna come see
My lovely axe, my baby knife, my couple straps, my bag of white
The trunk in the back, let’s have a crazy night
Who you trying to be if you staying low-key?
But you take my lines, and you steal my flows
You didn't do my crimes, blow my smoke out your nose
You ain't 'bout the life you think that you know

[Verse 1: Gizmo]
Got up on my grind motherf*cker then I go
Came back to life, just to watch you dissolve
Look into my eyes you'll see my life and be appalled
Peel back your skin leave you skulless
I do not f*ck with you (f*ck with you)
Is you stupid, what’s up with you? (sup with you?)
Go and find something to do
f*ck out my face little b*tch, that's enough of you (enough of you)
Cutting your throat (b*tch)
All my life I’ve been so broke (b*tch)
That's why I’m working the most
Doing' my thing on the coast
One day I’ll get me a boat
Get me a lake with a moat
Watching them drown as I float
Left all these pussies to mold
[Hook: Gizmo]
Get out my way
Get the f*ck out my way (b*tch)
f*ck what you say (f*ck what you say)
f*ck what you say (f*ck what you say)
Get out my way (Get out my way)
Get the f*ck out my way (f*ck out my way)
f*ck what you say (f*ck what you say)
f*ck what you say (f*ck what you say)

[Verse 2: Prohibeo]
Kick to your chest, bass banging in the background
Smoking on a blunt, let it ash on the f*cking ground
Now he limp like a b*tch on purrp is
Said she wanna f*ck, I don't want you if you worthless
If you trying to find me look where the terps is
I be smoking loud, that's for motherf*cking certain
Hotbox whips, hop out, let the smoke follow
I don't feel emotion, that's Prohibeo, my heart hollow
I don't feel no pity, get the f*ck out of my vicinity
pus*y, money, weed all is I need the holy trinity
f*cking 'round with me and GYST the f*cking team
Get your ass smacked, make you forget where the f*ck you be
Medicine cabinet, van is smoking' and making' a racket
Cannabis connoisseur I smoke the best 'outta habit
f*ckin' lost in his antics
You wish you could understand it, you wish you could f*ck with me
Little b*tch, you can't stand it
I'm high, I’m off this planet, slurring you can't understand me
Drugs up in my body, feeling like I’m 'bout to die
I'm f*cking ready, b*tch f*ck you
You don't know me, you a f*ckin' random
I don't know your name, you ain't with the squad, you get handled
I done slowed up on my sh*t talk lately
Chilling out, smoking by the ocean feeling wavy
Say they want the old me, f*ck you, pay me
But we'll never change
You can say he act crazy
Breaking away, Gizmo, I'm sorry if you are trained
Man, I season that sh*t like it’s a filet
You ain't really me, I kill a b*tch and dig the grave
Throw in the ground and watch 'em export waves
Meet a bad b*tch, get f*cked in her face
She don't even smoke but she said wanna blaze
Back to my nest where I smoke and replace all of these rappers that think they are safe