You Broke Songtext

You aren't black the fuck yo back
I'm some dick, you ain't got to be a scientist to know that
Into that … nothing before that
I do you dirty dirty like a floor mat
Yea, I'm talkin to him bout you be
I'm tired of paying for yo weeks
I'm tired of you fucking me
Trying to get pregnant,
Knowing if you had a video
Fuck it, couldn't help it
I be riding through the city wearing 2 Chainz
Ain't worried bout the police, I got 2 names
Keep the stroke cuz sometimes you gotta do things
She give away that pussy like loose change
Tryna have a nigga baby, that's still another G
Cuz on recess you know I don't play play
Just bought a, just took a vacay
Too broke, you need to call triple AA

(Hook x2) 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 bread up

(Verse)
Aye how you fuck for cash but you not ho
And how I'm gon respect you if yo pockets broke?
On yo rap sheet a whole lot of bros
It's clinic on west if you out of dope
Broke your pussy stank, you bar clothes
Lost a little … that you had playin with your nose
I dedicate this to my last
Swear I got cash and start acting like …
Catch up, keep up, call us with the beat up
I be buying pounds, so no we can't peace up
Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king huh
It's money over bitches, never fuck this thing up
She's still fanning when she see us
Grade A, they'd use a C+
I got a broom, I got a room, clean up
Hit the blay and pay my fee up

(Hook x2)
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 bread up

(Verse)
You shoppin at Louie when yo baby need whick
You some bitch, that's when you know you need dick
Truth sick, you trifflin I heard in the hood Joe Joe be psycho
And nobody wifin you
Him got no yea
Fast money, fast bitch, they can hump fast
And me and relations don't last

(Verse)
I also got the Benzo, my crib has got extendos
I hanging out the window, banging out the window
Throw it up chonky, where the song chonky?
I heard you homie and yo pussy smell funky
And I ain't used to what you used to
The only thing in yo ear is a Bluetooth
If I can bring dough, 20 racks I blow that
14, 15, I let my nigga hold that

(Hook x2)
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 bread up