Broke Boy! lyrics

[Intro]
D-d-d-d-d-d-damn son, where'd you find this?
Y-Y-Y-Y-You think you know me?

[Verse 1: Syko]
Floor the gas
When I put your hand up in the wheel, yeah sh*t can get real! (Dat way!)
Cause I know I’m the bad guy
pus*y boy get a mill
Broke boy!
Talkin all dat sh*t but you still
Broke boy!
You ain’t got no funds you a
b*tch boy!
You’re so f*cking annoying cause you’re so f*cking broke, get a job you bummy ass boy!
Left me on ghost
I’ll eat your bones
You’re a broke ass boy
Get my name up out yo motherf*ckin’ mouth!
Shoot out
Shoot out
Find out in fact I’m on my own
Baby girl like the kush pack
Smokin' loud
Cool if I chill? But my nine has to hang out
Bustin' my steel turn that sh*t to a heater
Got her gulping on my sh*t she a eater
Varsity kid so I watch my bleachers
Baby so cute she give me brain fevers!
Wooden coffin
Someone call FEMA
Hail Mary
Clenched on to my Nina
Law wants me
Need a warrant and subpoenas
Light you up b*tch boy I will smoke ya
Roll you up, broke boy I will toke ya!
[Verse 2: i9bonsai]
I'm so f*ckin' tired of it
Too broke, he can't love it
Broke boy, he throwing a fit
He wish he could have a shot
I'm gonna bring it to your face
I wanna be solely erased
Sometimes, you're just a disgrace
[?] right in your place
[?]
You're broke, you're missing it
Your clothes aren't fitting it
While she's kissing me (Mwah)
Far out, yeah, shut her up
Pour your cup, and drink it up
Call you up, enjoy your time
I just want some f*cking [?]
You know your ass [?]
[?]
[?]
I know she [?] (Grrah)
I'm so f*ckin' tired of it
Too broke, he can't love it
Broke boy, he throwing a fit
He wish he could have a shot
[Outro: i9bonsai]
Y-Y-Y-Y-You think you know me?
He wish he could have a shot
He could have a shot