Being broke ain’t no muhf**in’…
Being broke ain’t no muhf**in’ joke
If a n***a play with mine then I’m at his f**in’ throat
If you can count it, you ain’t got enough dough
If they ain’t calling, you ain’t got enough hoes
Bout’ to hit a lick on a b**h real quick (x4)
Got your grandmammy paying my phone bills
Got her granddaughter doing a tip drill
I done sold it all but crack n***a
Got the bath salts in the back n***a
I act like I am that negro
Cause I am just that negro
Moncler on my back negro
Yo’ b**h on my sack negro
Hoes come out like AXE negro
Can’t see me like a fat six pack
Yo’ b**h s**in’ on my dick fat
PREPARE FOR THE IMPACT!
I do not f** with hoodrats
Yo’ b**h name spelled widda’ dash
Countin’ cash in the backseat
Crusty feet be on the dash
God damn, I got cash!
I just caught a cash rash
I don’t f** with p**y n***as
Y’all sufferin’ from succotash
If you weren’t on my dick, b**h, where would you live?
(HOMELESS, HOMELESS, YOU WOULD BE HOMELESS)
Countin’ all my kids, countin’ all my kids
Hit it from the back, she have a asthma attack
Now she need a rest, cardiac (CALL 911)
Met a b**h last night with pretty eyes
But sh** was fat, and I don’t f** with that
She said she f** with drug dealers
Bought the b**h a fake Louis bag
If I was a drug dealer
I wouldn’t even buy that b**h that
n***a, I need cash, I need about a hunnid’ racks
So I can buy a house with ten toilets
So I can sh** all on yo’ a**
b**h, you got crabs, b**h, I got cash
Her p**y tight like the back of cabs
She on her knees like the back of her calves (PRAYING MANTIS)