[Intro Verse]
We the broke boys
Always bring the noise
We the outlaws, Mobbin' with no cause
Probably on the yacht, My sauce drippin' sauce
City on the map, she had titties on my sack
Got a bitch in the lobby and I skeeted on her back
I just skeeted on her body, swear to god its alcoholic
Got that bitch here in the back and she gon' fuck it on my saucage
Got a-*inhales*
Baby on my mommy on my yacht
[Chorus]
Broke boys always asking for some rolling paper (rolling paper)
Fuckin' quit hatin' on me boy i'm fuckin faded (fuckin faded)
Switch the topic on you hoes im feelin elevated
Finna crack it till i roll im feelin hella faded
Till i roll im on that rolling paper (rollin)
Got the Rollin paper and i'm smokin like i'm *unintelligible* (with all the rollin paper)
Broke boys always hating on some fucking rolling paper (aye)
Fuck these hoes ill make them swallow all these rollin papers
[Verse]
Got the city on my map (suckin on the haters)
Skeet on all her back (lickin' on the haters)
My waves too rap (squares on the paper)
AK's bring naps, salsa gang in this bitch and we got the fuckin world
We gon, we gon fuck yo fucking girl
We got the flow, he go on a hater like a bisemo, bisemo?
*gibberish*
Why my friend so fucking freaky though
[Chorus]
Broke boys always asking for some rolling paper (rolling paper)
Fuckin' quit hatin' on me boy i'm fuckin faded (fuckin faded)
Switch the topic on you hoes im feelin elevated
Finna crack it till i roll im feelin hella faded
Till i roll im on that rolling paper (rollin)
Got the Rollin paper and i'm smokin like i'm *unintelligible* (with all the rollin paper)
Broke boys always hating on some fucking rolling paper (aye)
Fuck these hoes ill make them swallow all these rollin papers
Got the...
[Outro]
Yeah!
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