Broke As Fxxk lyrics

by

Kush Blowin Dre


KushBlowinDre KeepBuyinDesigner

b*tch I’m bout my paper got that white girls call it Montana
Tony or the ya yo play me b*tch get you a halo
Yea
Reefer by they pound get ya smoked from outta town drape designer drape it down drape designer drape it down

b*tch I’m bout my paper got that white girls call it Montana tony or ya yo play me b*tch get you a halo yea reefer by they pound get ya smoked from outta town this designer drape it down broke asf don’t come around

Kush

This designer n*gga what you stepping like
These McQueen n*gga I keep that tooly lite
What cha smokе get ya smoke from outta town n*gga
Im smoking pounds by the pound by thе pounds n*gga
I’m on some other sh*t he say he want a key I pull up n*gga like the whip game n*gga kno this sh*t on fleet
I be talking to the Z’s and the O’s come back
He just want the ounces again and kno we run it back
Drape down designer b*tch you kno I’m swagging b*tch I’m 32 keep a 32 magnum
Got yo b*tch wanna bring that sh*t down low shooting at yo head still at yo toe
Aye
Kicking sh*t just like a boot give that b*tch the booth we coming through so she do the group yea
I just want yo hoes and you just want my O’s so we can make a swap but I still need my dough
Yea
Racks racks racks racks
b*tch that’s all i know
Yea
Saks fifth Neiman Marcus shopping with your hoe
Yea
Racks racks racks racks racks
b*tch that’s all I know
Yea
Saks fifth Neiman Marcus stand to the toe
b*tch I’m bout my paper got that white girls call it Montana
Tony or the ya yo play me b*tch get you a halo
Yea
Reefer by they pound get ya smoked from outta town drape designer drape it down drape designer drape it down

b*tch I’m bout my paper got that white girls call it Montana tony or ya yo play me b*tch get you a halo yea reefer by they pound get ya smoked from outta town this designer drape it down broke asf don’t come around

Kush


Refer by the pound you want smoke I got lots of it
Pull up wit a bad b*tch these diamonds make you sad b*tch
I just made bag b*tch my wrist no longer average
Pop another pill hell naw you can have it
Pop another bottle for the models they get nasty pop another tag draped designer b*tch I’m on that fashion
My wife say I’m ole fashion my plug say get yo ass end
I just made some back end flexing on you n*gga I ain’t even mfn bragging
Love wit da money n*gga do it wit a passion brother caught the bomb b*tch I call me jerry rice
Playing wit my money gamble with you like you dice
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