Broke ASF

(Kutta, cut that shit up, man)

**** broke as fuck, that's why they dick ridin'

I get a Hellcat, I want a big body

He say my brother name, you know we slide 'bout it

Just this year alone, we got five bodies

I'm on two Percs, five Roxies

She want two purses, I won't buy her nothing

All my bitches say, "Heil, Rye", I turned them hoes to Nazis

If we slide through and they outside, this forty get to knockin'

Drop the baby, run bitch

Fuck the baby, pick up your gun, bitch

We shoot shit for fun, bitch

Turnt up, now I'm dumb rich

I turned my words into hundreds and ran up that money, that's why **** be on my dick

Told that ho don't say my name when she 'round her friends, I don't like to be in the mix

All of my young **** gunnin', I go drop a hundred and spend that shit all on some sticks

I spent so much motherfuckin' money and I run through these hundreds, like, last year I didn't have shit

Last year I couldn't buy no shoes, last year I couldn't buy no socks

Last year I couldn't get no hoes, but this year I walk 'round with knots

I spent racks, designer clothes, I don't give a fuck if you ball or not

Put designer on all my hoes, so you gon' know that's my bitch or not

**** broke as fuck, that's why they dick ridin'

I get a Hellcat, I want a big body

He say my brother name, you know we slide 'bout it

Just this year alone, we got five bodies

I'm on two Percs, five Roxies

She want two purses, I won't buy her nothing

All my bitches say, "Heil, Rye", I turned them hoes to Nazis

If we slide through and they outside, this forty get to knockin'