Can’t Go Broke lyrics

by

WTM Scoob


[Intro:]
Hell naw we ain't forget how to do this sh*t
We still rich, b*tch
World Tour

[Verse 1:]
Milt tapped in, and he said he got two b*tches for me
Whole lot of ice, lot of money, who gon' take it from me ?
You can keep that b*tch, you can have her if you take her from me
I'ont love that b*tch, hell nawl im just perky f*ckin'
Since they say we demons, white buffs i got the horns on me
I then had this road for 12 months and yall still bummy
Dev bored as hell, man that n*gga wanna kill somethin'
Fiends up early, up knockin' when the pills comin'?
Money feel good, goddamn my ex feel dumb
I dont want a hoe that be f*ckin', need a real one
In the stu chillin', give a f*ck about opinion
Thinkin' bout me, but im thinkin' bout a million
Eddie in a 'Vette, he just peeled off the ceiling
He then swiped six different cards in 10 minutes
Gang was sprayin' Ace at the room at 10 b*tches
Dev sprayed the whole damn block with no witness
Road runner, thats the only time I get fitness
Lobster on my stomach, boy yo mama cookin' chitterlings
Askin' where I shop, lil n*gga mind yo business
I then f*cked a whole lot of hoes off of drippin'
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