| Bitch, you broke – shut up | |
| Don't talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke – shut up | |
| Don't talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| You a hoe rat, that pussy throwback | |
| I'm tryna fuck | |
| You ain't gotta be a scientist to know that | |
| Been to that money, nothin' before that | |
| Bitch I'll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat | |
| Yeah I'm tired of hearin' about what you need, bitch | |
| I'm tired of paying for your weeks, bitch | |
| I'm tired of you fuckin' me, tryin' to get pregnant | |
| Knowin' if you had a baby your broke ass couldn't help it | |
| I be ridin' through the city bangin' 2 Chainz | |
| I ain't worried 'bout the police, I got two names | |
| Keep the sharp 'cause sometimes you gotta do things | |
| She give away that pussy like loose change | |
| Tryna have a nigga baby, the ceiling never jay jay | |
| This ain't recess, bitch you know I don't play-play | |
| Just bought an AK just took a vacay | |
| Bitch you broke, you need to call Triple A, eh? | |
| Bitch, you broke – shut up | |
| Don't talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke – shut up | |
| Don't talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Aye, how you fuck for cash but you not a hoe? | |
| And how I'm gon' respect you if your pockets broke? | |
| On your rep sheet a whole lot of bros | |
| It's a clinic on Western bitch you outta go | |
| You're broke, your pussy stank, you borrow clothes | |
| Lost the little ass that you had playin' with your nose | |
| I dedicate this to my last hoe | |
| Swear I got cash and started actin' like a asshole | |
| Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up | |
| I be buyin' pounds, so now we can't piece up | |
| Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh? | |
| It's money over bitches, pussy never fuck this thing up | |
| She still fainted when she seen us | |
| I'm a Grade A nigga, you's a C+ | |
| I got a broom I got a broom, bitch, clean up | |
| Hit the blade, and pay my fee up | |
| Bitch, you broke – shut up | |
| Don't talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke – shut up | |
| Don't talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| You shopping at Louis when your baby need WIC | |
| Using vibrators when you know you need dick | |
| Bitch, you sick – hoe, you triflin' | |
| I heard in the 'hood your pussy be cyclin' | |
| Nobody wifin' your ass | |
| Young nigga got dick, no yeah | |
| Fast money, fast bitches takin' hot baths | |
| And me and relations don't last | |
| My nigga mustard, got the Benzo my crib's got extendos | |
| I'm hangin' out the window, bangin' out the window | |
| Throw it up chunky - wrists so chunky | |
| I heard the homie fucked and your pussy smell funky | |
| And I ain't used to what you're used to | |
| The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth | |
| You niggas ain't blinged-out, 20 racks I blow that | |
| 5-10-15 I let my niggas hold that | |
| Bitch, you broke – shut up | |
| Don't talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke – shut up | |
| Don't talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| You a hoe rat, that pussy throwback | |
| I' m tryna fuck | |
| You ain' t gotta be a scientist to know that | |
| Been to that money, nothin' before that | |
| Bitch I' ll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat | |
| Yeah I' m tired of hearin' about what you need, bitch | |
| I' m tired of paying for your weeks, bitch | |
| I' m tired of you fuckin' me, tryin' to get pregnant | |
| Knowin' if you had a baby your broke ass couldn' t help it | |
| I be ridin' through the city bangin' 2 Chainz | |
| I ain' t worried ' bout the police, I got two names | |
| Keep the sharp ' cause sometimes you gotta do things | |
| She give away that pussy like loose change | |
| Tryna have a nigga baby, the ceiling never jay jay | |
| This ain' t recess, bitch you know I don' t playplay | |
| Just bought an AK just took a vacay | |
| Bitch you broke, you need to call Triple A, eh? | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Aye, how you fuck for cash but you not a hoe? | |
| And how I' m gon' respect you if your pockets broke? | |
| On your rep sheet a whole lot of bros | |
| It' s a clinic on Western bitch you outta go | |
| You' re broke, your pussy stank, you borrow clothes | |
| Lost the little ass that you had playin' with your nose | |
| I dedicate this to my last hoe | |
| Swear I got cash and started actin' like a asshole | |
| Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up | |
| I be buyin' pounds, so now we can' t piece up | |
| Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh? | |
| It' s money over bitches, pussy never fuck this thing up | |
| She still fainted when she seen us | |
| I' m a Grade A nigga, you' s a C | |
| I got a broom I got a broom, bitch, clean up | |
| Hit the blade, and pay my fee up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| You shopping at Louis when your baby need WIC | |
| Using vibrators when you know you need dick | |
| Bitch, you sick hoe, you triflin' | |
| I heard in the ' hood your pussy be cyclin' | |
| Nobody wifin' your ass | |
| Young nigga got dick, no yeah | |
| Fast money, fast bitches takin' hot baths | |
| And me and relations don' t last | |
| My nigga mustard, got the Benzo my crib' s got extendos | |
| I' m hangin' out the window, bangin' out the window | |
| Throw it up chunky wrists so chunky | |
| I heard the homie fucked and your pussy smell funky | |
| And I ain' t used to what you' re used to | |
| The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth | |
| You niggas ain' t blingedout, 20 racks I blow that | |
| 51015 I let my niggas hold that | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| You a hoe rat, that pussy throwback | |
| I' m tryna fuck | |
| You ain' t gotta be a scientist to know that | |
| Been to that money, nothin' before that | |
| Bitch I' ll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat | |
| Yeah I' m tired of hearin' about what you need, bitch | |
| I' m tired of paying for your weeks, bitch | |
| I' m tired of you fuckin' me, tryin' to get pregnant | |
| Knowin' if you had a baby your broke ass couldn' t help it | |
| I be ridin' through the city bangin' 2 Chainz | |
| I ain' t worried ' bout the police, I got two names | |
| Keep the sharp ' cause sometimes you gotta do things | |
| She give away that pussy like loose change | |
| Tryna have a nigga baby, the ceiling never jay jay | |
| This ain' t recess, bitch you know I don' t playplay | |
| Just bought an AK just took a vacay | |
| Bitch you broke, you need to call Triple A, eh? | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Aye, how you fuck for cash but you not a hoe? | |
| And how I' m gon' respect you if your pockets broke? | |
| On your rep sheet a whole lot of bros | |
| It' s a clinic on Western bitch you outta go | |
| You' re broke, your pussy stank, you borrow clothes | |
| Lost the little ass that you had playin' with your nose | |
| I dedicate this to my last hoe | |
| Swear I got cash and started actin' like a asshole | |
| Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up | |
| I be buyin' pounds, so now we can' t piece up | |
| Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh? | |
| It' s money over bitches, pussy never fuck this thing up | |
| She still fainted when she seen us | |
| I' m a Grade A nigga, you' s a C | |
| I got a broom I got a broom, bitch, clean up | |
| Hit the blade, and pay my fee up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| You shopping at Louis when your baby need WIC | |
| Using vibrators when you know you need dick | |
| Bitch, you sick hoe, you triflin' | |
| I heard in the ' hood your pussy be cyclin' | |
| Nobody wifin' your ass | |
| Young nigga got dick, no yeah | |
| Fast money, fast bitches takin' hot baths | |
| And me and relations don' t last | |
| My nigga mustard, got the Benzo my crib' s got extendos | |
| I' m hangin' out the window, bangin' out the window | |
| Throw it up chunky wrists so chunky | |
| I heard the homie fucked and your pussy smell funky | |
| And I ain' t used to what you' re used to | |
| The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth | |
| You niggas ain' t blingedout, 20 racks I blow that | |
| 51015 I let my niggas hold that | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eat | |
| All my niggas fed up | |
| Bitch, you broke shut up | |
| Don' t talk to me, get your bread up | |
| And we used to fuck but I got fed up | |
| We eatin' | |
| All my niggas fed up |