Lyrics:
the game like wentz
Wit no interceptions
Foreign cars when im swerving thru the lanes now
Thats ya broad naw
She hang wit the gang now
In my city I'm
you owe me you is not my homie (Hell nah)
Spanish broad when she talk her tongue be rollin (RRR, RRR)
Rolling harder than a roly poly
Two debit cards
always be okay
So dont worry about a thing girl ill always
Stay the day hit em up broad day if he talking
Bout a k i aint with the playing games leave it
big greed, ha
Heya look her bigger spender (what?)
Heya look her bigger spender
It ain't about the rules or rather if it's fair
I know some broads in
a broad she can't be my girl, she can't be my girl
Behind the wall gotta free the real, gotta keep it real
You a rat, you a Stuart Lil'
When I rap, I be so
Rockin' you to sleep, rubbin' on your neck
You know I'll do it
For you, you know I'll go through it
I get all my broads (Yeah)
Straight from Boutinela
I
where I draw the line
Not on my watch
Will I ever find the time to call a spade a spade
And face the fact
Ion think I ever find another broad as fine
was my brother man it gotta show
Oh my God like 2020 you just had to show me
How you gon’ switch up for broad nigga
Ted up on the board so I'm gon’ be
a K with me broad day
Imma let this bitch spray
Imma spray a nigga like some raid Nigga you better do the dash
If you play dumb im on yo ass imma pull
that bag
Learned from the best
All these broads think I'm a test
Playing games thinking I'm funny
But I'm working for that money honey
Yeah I'm that girl
I couldn't give a f**k about
What you think pussy pink
Money blue last name Billue
Monopoly out on broadway
All the broads want to play
Drop it low
a broad brunette
I remember it still, the first day we all met
Got Chris's short bus it's a fire silhouette
I really needed that it was a chance to reset
just how I cold play
Stopped checking bitches made this mic my broad way
Niggas think they know me
But they just wanna blow me
I hear the all envy you
it
Everywhere I'm checking I'm losing vision of finance
Credit Cards and broads that don't care none about me
I know what they want They masked up like
forever
Now a nigga moved on to a new broad
Got like two calls and a text written like a letter
And now I'm caring again
Like nigga what the fuck you
you better bring me up all day
She give a damn what them broads say
She only care what the Forbes say
She in good hands like All State
Magic with it, I
and my broad
And like Patrick I'ma
WAIT
Ain't gotta say it you see where I'm going
Boy I'ma planet I ain't even plan it
But you look at me and you
escape
Oh, no, no
I been on my own and my city so cold
Pop out AK, SK, broad day
See you in the rain and you know you know you getting slayed, yea
Duggie
Although he may be pretty but where are his lands?
Oh the Saltoun's lands are broad and his towers they run high
You must marry Lord Saltoun and leave
You know i pop out in my trillers
Let it sing broad day call my chop bryson tiller
Turn this shit to a movie extend the clip
This shit gettin realer
What you want from me?
I know that you know
Aye What you want from me?
I know
She a bad vibe
You ain't peep her
Know i hate to study a broad but i can
mask off, broad day, like I wanna get caught
I want you to see me, this shit we do a pull up on TV's
Fuck up a stage, hop on a boat, then riding jetskis
Blame the pain
Just Don’t blame me
Blame it on my juice
Blame it on the broads
Blame it on my sauce
Might catch you off guard
Blame it on my drip
Blame my
yea
Baby im a superstar
This bitch steady talking like she know me idk the broad
Getting to that bag yea I got cash I might blow a lot
Boujie bitch she
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