Broke (feat. Yo Gotti & Sophie Greene)

Yeah I drink Ciroc

'Cause I fuck with Puff

I pop that ace of spade

Because I rock with Jay

I'm on that Cali good

But I'm not in L.A.

I'm somewhere halfway

Between there and the bay

I like them booji broads

I like around the ways

I take them outta they J's and put them in Hermes

Might hang out in the club

Might chill out somewhere safer

Kinkos and office max

I love to hang with paper

My crib is plush plush

I'm talking elevator

So don't you touch touch

Dolce the alligator

You fly right? My fly is greater

Multiply the money add the bitches subtract the haters

I don't want no broke **** no, no

I don't want no broke **** no, no

If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me

If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me

In Vegas, L.A. and Miami New York yeah I like shopping

If you can handle all of that then we can get it popping

'Cause I don't want no broke ****, no no

I want that type of **** that know how to ball out

You don't no broke ****

I don't want no broke bitch

Started balling go quick

I get we on the same shit

She want me to wife her

Maybe change her life up

Give the keys, shopping sprees

Yeah only if I like her

See money ain't the alegbra let's get it clear, clear

This is not a gift its a souvenir

See maybe I'm that **** who know how to ball, I am

He Spud Webb height, but the money tall

Audemar his and hers

Body's straight, hips and curves

Friends hanging on your nerves

Tying to tell 'em I don't want your girls

I come from a different world

Money do not grow on trees

That's why I had to hustler her

And get my money out the streets

I don't want no broke **** no, no

I don't want no broke **** no, no

If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me

If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me

In Vegas, L.A. and Miami New York yeah I like shopping

If you can handle all of that then we can get it popping

'Cause I don't want no broke ****, no no

I want that type of **** that know how to ball out

My money long money strong bitch I'm beaucoup paid

I'm throwing shots back like its kool-aid

I got them co coo shades

Them shit is crazy dark

I got two shorties feeling on each others lady parts

Play your part (Play you're part)

Know your role

That mustang cold, painted Olympic Gold

I call her Elenore

You know that Shelby rips

I'm gone in sixty ticks

Ticks

Before my deal I cut my sixty chicks

Acrobatics got my money turning sixty flips

Old schools I be on that sixties shit

My **** gone forever intent with sixty bricks

I don't want no broke **** no, no

I don't want no broke **** no, no

If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me

If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me

In Vegas, L.A. and Miami New York yeah I like shopping

If you can handle all of that then we can get it popping

'Cause I don't want no broke ****, no no

I want that type of **** that know how to ball out