Lyrics

You hear me? Go get a calculator, nigga Ya dig? Yeah (Krazy Mob) Broke niggas make me sick Broke niggas make me sick (Yeah) Broke niggas make me sick (Pussy) Broke niggas make me sick (Let's go) A million worth of ice and cars, I'm a walking lick (Lick) I jugg for everything I got, nigga, I wasn't born rich (Jugg) Broke hoes make me sick (Sick) Broke hoes make me sick (Yeah) Broke hoes make me sick Broke hoes make me sick (Broke hoes make me sick) In thе club every night, but the bitch can't pay hеr rent Salute to all the hustlers, but a broke bitch make me sick (Yeah) For Ghetto birthday, I might buy him a trap house up in London Broke niggas make me sick and I see money when I vomit Hope shorty never know I fucked her friend the same way Long live Wop, he get the load and it be gone the same day Pull up, bust down AP, this ho probably rape me 'fore we make it home We gon' spray his mama's spot, it's his fault she ain't safe at home All this jewelry on my neck, nigga, I wasn't born shinin' Feds wanna lock me 'cause I ball, I feel like Brittany Griner Hold up, pointers in my ear, it's kind of hard to hear Uh, two Lambos in a year, I do this shit for real Steer that 'Cat, no fear, it's either Heaven or it's Hell You ain't really got it so just watch that shit you poppin', nigga Broke niggas make me sick Broke niggas make me sick (Yeah) Broke niggas make me sick (Pussy) Broke niggas make me sick (Let's go) A million worth of ice and cars, I'm a walking lick (Lick) I jugg for everything I got, nigga, I wasn't born rich (Jugg) Broke hoes make me sick (Sick) Broke hoes make me sick (Yeah) Broke hoes make me sick Broke hoes make me sick (Broke hoes make me sick) In the club every night, but the bitch can't pay her rent Salute to all the hustlers, but a broke bitch make me sick (Yeah) She got every purse it is, but she ain't got no way to live Flexing for the 'Gram, broke as hell, that's just how it is Fuckin' up a check all these years, I probably blew three M's Grow it, ship it, get it to the hood, I be gettin' it in Triple A deps for a stack, get you ten for ten Every verse, I'm rappin' for the trap, countin', juggin' Blow a high bag for five racks, that's what we smokin' Don't call my phone, you know where I'm at when the pack in Broke niggas make me sick, I hate when a real nigga snitch She's just for the night, I know that's your bitch My neck, my wrist got ice, every day, I'm lit Street smart, I started sellin' bricks, the weed legit Broke niggas make me sick Broke niggas make me sick (Yeah) Broke niggas make me sick (Pussy) Broke niggas make me sick (Let's go) A million worth of ice and cars, I'm a walking lick (Lick) I jugg for everything I got, nigga, I wasn't born rich (Jugg) Broke hoes make me sick (Sick) Broke hoes make me sick (Yeah) Broke hoes make me sick Broke hoes make me sick (Broke hoes make me sick) In the club every night, but the bitch can't pay her rent Salute to all the hustlers, but a broke bitch make me sick (Yeah)
Writer(s): Kobe Vidal Crawford, Dwan Avery, Kenneth Bailey, Nicholas Anthony Santos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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