[Hook: Broke Boy]
Taking pictures, taking flicks, take a picture of my kicks
Take a picture of my wrist, I'm making movies with your chick
I'm making movies with your chick
Taking pictures, taking flicks, take a picture of my kicks
Take a picture of my wrist, I'm making movies with your chick
I'm making movies with your chick
[Verse 1: Broke Boy]
You say you love the way I flex girl
You say you love the way I dress girl
You say I'm better than your ex girl
I'm sorry that I make you stressed girl
That's because I'm a mess girl
I might make you vexed girl
I get quite depressed girl
Might ignore your texts girl
I'm sorry that's the way I roll
That's the way I be
I might lose control
You might hate me
[Hook: Broke Boy]
Taking pictures, taking flicks, take a picture of my kicks
Take a picture of my wrist, I'm making movies with your chick
I'm making movies with your chick
Taking pictures, taking flicks, take a picture of my kicks
Take a picture of my wrist, I'm making movies with your chick
I'm making movies with your chick
[Verse 2: Yung Ivy]
You can call me Tracy because I be taking pictures
Working on my own, no I'm not worried about a b*tch
I don't need to flex because I've got no one to impress
No I don't want you to call me that's why I don't read your texts
Don't get it twisted, we're no longer friends
I'm not even sad about it, glad that it could f*cking end
Two years thinking was it real or just pretend?
But now I'm f*cking done with this, I'm better off alone