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by

Izaya Tiji


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Can't no broke n*gga save me
And my broke n*ggas, get off me
Ain't talkin' money, then n*gga you lost me
My money long as f*ck, n*gga 4 feet
And I love the bands, n*gga and I love drugs n*gga
And I love them hoes, n*gga, finna pour a four up n*gga
She gon' throw it back for some hunchos
Hollow blow up in your lungs bro
Broke ass n*gga, disgusting
Broke ass n*gga, he a chump bro
Shootin' sh*t n*gga don't jump bro
Pop a xan, look like a clump bro
AMG split 'em runnin' did a stunt bro
I think the J. Cole got gusto
I know his money go so slow
He thought he got hit with a .44
Next year, I'ma be in a Rolls Roycе
We in Beni's n*gga eatin' thеm [?]
Shoot a n*gga, b*tch n*gga put your shoes on
.55 back, I'ma blow his shoes off
Put a beam on his nose like Rudolph
And f*ck these n*ggas like, Ku Klux
And I hate these n*ggas, that so much
Cut a n*gga, look like a cold cut
Want smoke, but n*gga don't know us
This year, young n*gga finna go up
Oh, he want smoke, n*gga load up
Can't let the money slow up
Finna pop this Perc, boy hold up
You get some some money, then think you stack up
And, lil' n*gga could get wet up
You had a chance, my n*gga
Now yo' opposite soaked
Can't give a n*gga no f*cks
Cut it n*gga, we so stuck
3' to 400, [?] n*gga just roll up
Yeah, turn a lil' n*gga to saw dust
Baby can't stay wit' you, I gotta be on honest
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