Story lyrics

[Intro]
(It’s Trax season, bruh)
(Scalez)

[Chorus]
Uh, let me tell you 'bout a broke ass n*gga (Broke)
Loudmouth but the pockets be a whisper (Whisper)
All in the section, baby momma stressin'
But you the one that's drinkin’ all the liquor (Nah)
Let me tell you 'bout a hatin' ass hoe (Hater)
You my biggest fan, everybody know (Ah)
Stalkin' my page, you minimum wage
And know all the words at my show (A fan)
You'll never find a b*tch that's litter (Nah)
Chase a bag, I ain't chasing no n*gga (Who?)
Big momma, I am not the babysitter
b*tch, you tweakin', better take that sh*t to Twitter
Get off your ass and get rich (Period)
Can't be me, you dreaming you wish (Ah)
Full course, little b*tch you a side dish (Side dish)
He the boss, lil' n*gga you a sidekick (Ah)

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you 'bout a n*gga name Willie (Willie)
Cracking cards, I think the n*gga worth a milli (Scammer)
Two kids, got two baby mommas (Unt, unt)
Ah, ah, you can spare me with the drama (See ya)
I think I'm finna call Tyrone
He like Henny, he don't drink no Patron (Yeah)
But he like to use b*tches acting like a Ms
Right plan, wrong b*tch, I'm gone
Let me tell you 'bout a n*gga named Justin (Justin)
Yeah, I got two of 'em (Yeah, I got two)
One always cussin' and always fussin', I never pursued him
Now the other Justin
I used to trick with his brother (Roddy)
They tried to run game, they both was some lames
I never did love 'em
[Chorus]
Uh, let me tell you 'bout a broke ass n*gga (Broke)
Loudmouth but the pockets be a whisper (Whisper)
All in the section, baby momma stressin'
But you the one that's drinkin’ all the liquor (Nah)
Let me tell you 'bout a hatin' ass hoe (Hater)
You my biggest fan, everybody know (Ah)
Stalkin' my page, you minimum wage
And know all the words at my show (A fan)
You'll never find a b*tch that's litter (Nah)
Chase a bag, I ain't chasing no n*gga (Who?)
Big momma, I am not the babysitter
b*tch, you tweakin', better take that sh*t to Twitter
Get off your ass and get rich (Period)
Can't be me, you dreaming you wish (Ah)
Full course, little b*tch you a side dish (Side dish)
He the boss, lil' n*gga you a sidekick (Ah)

[Verse 2]
Let me tell you 'bout Donte (Uh-huh), he was a trick (Easy)
But he cried when he spent, get off my line, actin' like a b*tch (Wah, wah, wah)
I had a trill ass n*gga, the choppa had titties (Rrah)
He want no lames, ain't 'bout no games, that's word to city (Free my motheruckin' n*gga)
Had Khi and Malik (Ow), the OnlyFan freaks
Khi was special but Malik you have a seat (Bye)
I bought a new car (Woo), ridin' round with Jamar
Always on ten, should've left that drunk ass n*gga at the bar
[Chorus]
Uh, let me tell you 'bout a broke ass n*gga (Broke)
Loudmouth but the pockets be a whisper (Whisper)
All in the section, baby momma stressin'
But you the one that's drinkin' all the liquor (Nah)
Let me tell you 'bout a hatin' ass hoe (Hater)
You my biggest fan, everybody know (Ah)
Stalkin' my page, you minimum wage
And know all the words at my show
You'll never find a b*tch that's litter (Nah)
Chase a bag, I ain't chasing no n*gga (Who?)
Big momma, I am not the babysitter
b*tch' you tweakin', better take that sh*t to Twitter (Go take that sh*t to Twitter)
Get off your ass and get rich (Period)
Can't be me, you dreaming you wish (Yeah)
Full course, little b*tch you a side dish (Side dish)
He the boss, lil' n*gga you a sidekick (Ah)

[Verse 3]
Boss b*tch, sh*t, f*ck
Damn, I think I'm runnin' out of n*ggas
Rich b*tch, I ain't runnin' out of figures
Got a n*gga named Mac, brrat
Gang gang, he in the field with his hitters
Let me tell you 'bout Courtney
Yeah, that n*gga gon' spoil me
Like Jodi, he gon' beat ya
Then flip you over and eat ya
Got Corey from the Ville
Gold teeth, big di*k, he trill
Trickin' down low n*ggas on the low
He a paymaster, everybody know
Uh, then Dre with the dreads
Always wanna f*ck, leave the n*gga on read
This too much tea, can't even creep
Ooh, b*tch my phone goin' dead