BRIOCHE (feat. Nari)

I won't go broke for no bitch (hell nah, no) I won't go broke for no bitch (no sir, no) I won't go broke for no (no I won't no) I won't go broke for no (hell nah, no) Got that bass knocking is it the 808 or twelve? I'm investing myself, I don't celebrate my wealth Rollin deep with the gang, got a hoe named Adele Keep it P every day, certified, can you tell? Ain't going lie I'm shitfaced, wasted Off the hen dawg, rolled up pedigree I'm faded Won't go broke for no bitch I'm in love wit my paper If it ain't about check too bad see ya later Fucking up that Brioche Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche Born too fresh came out with a bankroll Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche Born too fresh came out with a bankroll M's in my horoscope, I smell the dividends Girl don't call my telephone, I'm not yo man I'm with yo friend She identify as silicone, my pronouns F&N Throw a couple racks on her go and split it with yo twin She tied her hair up you know what that mean (she nasty) Filming X-Rated in my backseat (going dumb) 42 on my shirt, guess I'm Jackie (yeah don't at me) Bend the block to yo hoe I got the addy (made her come) Got the crew in the cut like perioxide We got bottles on deck have a good time Celebrate every night like I got signed Got yo bitch over here giving heart eyes Dumb nigga don't piss me off Want my spot don't know the cost Double MM that's word to Ross Mr. Freeze I froze the watch Tell yo hoe I like the arch In the field we like to march Purple heart yeah call me Sarge Everything in extra large Got that bass knocking is it the 808 or twelve? I'm investing myself, I don't celebrate my wealth Rollin deep with the gang, got a hoe named Adele Keep it P every day, certified, can you tell? Ain't going lie I'm shitfaced, wasted Off the hen dawg, rolled up pedigree I'm faded Won't go broke for no bitch I'm in love wit my paper If it ain't about check too bad see ya later Fucking up that Brioche Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche Born too fresh came out with a bankroll Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche Born too fresh came out with a bankroll Money, bitch You know what I'm saying, good credit, gah damn 700 light shit Young ass nigga on the beat I got a bankroll How the f*ck you mad cause you fucking on the same hoe? Bitch I gotta smile on my face cause I'm a blow up These niggas mad cause they can't even just show up Bitch thought she was pretty when she almost made me throw up I was just eating it out, I got my nose up Almost thought I nutted got my shoes and just I froze up She text my phone last night and I said hold up, gah damn But I don't do the talking Baby if you standing by my side you betta do the walking Seen so many niggas change on me but I stay solid Can't even tell the business get the money and stay private But I don't do the talking Baby if you standing by my side you betta do the walking Seen so many niggas change on me but I stay solid Can't even just tell my business get the money and stay private Got that bass knocking is it the 808 or twelve? I'm investing myself, I don't celebrate my wealth Rollin deep with the gang, got a hoe named Adele Keep it P every day, certified, can you tell? Ain't going lie I'm shitfaced, wasted Off the hen dawg, rolled up pedigree I'm faded Won't go broke for no bitch I'm in love wit my paper If it ain't about check too bad see ya later Fucking up that Brioche Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche Born too fresh came out with a bankroll Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche Born too fresh came out with a bankroll I won't go broke for no bitch (hell nah, no) I won't go broke for no bitch (f*ck no, no) I won't go broke for no (I won't broke)