Broke lyrics

by

Elizabeth Barrett Browning


These hoes just wanna smoke
That’s why all these hoes be broke
30 n*ggas they on go
GoldGold cover up my throat
Ima go buy a new whip
I might go buy me boat
100 b*tches on my di*k
I will never trust a hoe
I know that everybody fake
Catch a body tryna take
Anything a n*gga earned
You f*ck n*ggas gotta learn
Broke b*tch can't hit my line
I ain't tryna make you mine
I ain't tryna f*ck a five
I ain't f*ckin with no broke b*tch
Unless that hoe a dime
If they runnin up on me
I swear to god these n*ggas die
All my n*ggas down to ride
I got nothin in my chest
I got money in my pocket
And you claimin that you trappin
Tell that lil n*gga stop it
Tell That lil n*gga quit
Yea i know that he a b*tch
And he really doesn't like me
But he know I'm with the sh*ts
Now My brother keep a clip
I just skirt off in a foreign
Push the pedal then i switch
And i know she only like me
Cause this metal on my wrist
Now she say that I'm the goat
All these n*ggas act like b*tches
And these b*tches act like hoes
That's why i just chase the money
It's the only thing i want
And nobody had my back
So how the f*ck I'm in the front
Why the f*ck you n*ggas front
You too busy gettin drunk and
I been ballin gettin buckets
Shoot and i ain't missin nothin
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