broke bitch

[Intro]
Why you laughin' broke bitch
Why you laughin' broke bitch?

[Verse]
Why that broke bitch laughin'
I don't think nothing's funny
I get a lot of money
I think that shit so funny
But this ain't funny money
This is that bloody money
I'm beatin' on my chest
Like I'm a fucking monkey

I swear I get so slimey
You can't stand behind me
My brother stand beside me
My bro just caught a body
God damn, god damn
Free my brother out that jam, man
I get so fucking high, you don't know where I am

I can't tell you what I ain't but I can tell you what I am
A young nigga that dove head first in this shit like a rim
A slimey wolf type of nigga, but I just sit like a lamb
You gotta see it to believe it but you can't get this on cam

[Hook]
Oh
I pop that xan now I'm so [?]
They follow me like Donald Trump
I'm ballin' hard might fucking dunk
I'm ballin' way too hard might [?] around
Young nigga green and he fake, I'm nothing like him

Real niggas, serial killers, I hang with them
Real niggas and grave diggers I hang with them
I'm with them J boys
And you with them gay boys
Tali So, I don't play boy
Bump down on him like what you said boy

Like what you said, what you said, what you said?
He sippin' green, I'm sippin' red that shit got me so dead
When I look at old pictures it fuck with my head
Like I wish I could go back
But a nigga can't go back
So I pop that lil xan, got me on rewind, got a nigga [?]
And I put my whole gang on the damn O line
Got me feelin' like a quarterback
Don't pull that Glock infront of lil bro
Lil bro gon' slime you to get that
Then they runnin' your pockets for big racks
Come to the trap and the whole gang split that
Gang