B.C.F.N lyrics

[Intro]
You already know what the f*ck it is man. (Yeah)
Ooh! (x14)

[Chorus]
Broward County fat n*gga out here finessin
Ain't no questions I will answer this pressure
This is whatever. We will leave her ass whatever
f*ck a broke b*tch need to get your sh*t together

[Verse 1]
So much problems in this world we barely solving
No solutions, so we burn down this chronic (burn down this chronic)
I'm so high I that I uppercut [?]
Whole n*ggas like to talk sh*t in comments (in comments)
I don't give a f*ck what you claim (what you claim)
With my squad like gang gang gang gang (gang gang gang gang)
I'm just trying to stack this bread and maintain (and maintain)
Even with clout, b*tch I still be the same (I still be the same)
n*ggas mustard. They need to catch up (catch up)
Dumb hoes, they be extra (extra)
I'm too sick. I need a check up (check up)
I'm a nice guy, but I could get you messed up

[Chorus]
Broward County fat n*gga out here finessin
Ain't no questions I will answer this pressure
This is whatever. We will leave her ass whatever
f*ck a broke b*tch need to get your sh*t together