​get a job !

[Chorus]
How you broke and talkin' shit? Boy, get a job (Get a job)
I got ten bands on me right now, swear to God (God)
I go throw my twin a couple thousand, he gon' knock you off
I done told y'all that I pray to racks, I don't pray to God
If you not gon' ride with me like actively, I cut you off
I been sipping on promethazine with codeine, noddin' off
Damn, I hope you know them bullets hard that sit inside this chop'
I just bought a brand new couple guns, we gon' knock your top

[Verse]
I know you the type to take an L then go and tell the cops
I'm like, "How you talkin' shit but you get money from your mom?"
Ridin' round with this machete, you get cut up like a lawn
My bitch told me that she ready, we be fucking 'til thе dawn
I just woke up, poured some codеine, I don't got no chronic cough
I was broke just like a year ago, I turned me to a boss
You don't never hear somebody say that I went fell off ('Cause I can't)
I swear if I fell off then myself, I'd fucking off
I'm like, "Boy you broke, go and get a job"
Don't try entertaining my bitch, I'ma cut yo' head off
I can't even be surprised, I knew y'all would fuckin' flop
My bitch look me in the eyes, I can feel my heart stop (Stop)
I just hit up Bril, he gon' ship me drop (Thank you Bril)
Bitch, I need a mill' or else I'ma rob (Bitch, I rob)
I'm like, "How you feel? I been feeling odd"
I'm like tell me that you love me 'fore I'm gone (Yeah, gone)

[Chorus]
How you broke and talkin' shit? Boy, get a job (Get a job)
I got ten bands on me right now, swear to God (God)
I go throw my twin a couple thousand (Yeah), he gon' knock you off (Yeah)
I done told y'all that I pray to racks, I don't pray to God (Pray to God)
If you not gon' ride with me like actively, I cut you off
I been sipping on promethazine with codeine, noddin' off
Damn, I hope you know them bullets hard that sit inside this chop'
I just bought a brand new couple guns, we gon' knock your top (Yeah)