You Broke

You a sucker ass nigga, bowing to the bitch Before I give a bitch a dollar, I'll go buy a fit Fishtailing the v8, 'cause she all on my dick I ain't hopping in your load, if it ain't gotta tint You ain't on shit bitch, and you ain't heaven sent You ain't got no money, to pay your motherfucking rent Steady asking for handouts, go get a lick Steady asking with yo' handout, go get a brick If I ain't got no money, then I feel sad You ain't got no money, yea I feel bad Do the whole dash, the motor scream when I touch the gas Like brand new jeans we on your ass, Lil' nigga I gotta get that bag I remember back then, we was walking in the rain hoe Now I'm up in Cali' everyday, I'm seeing rainbows And I'm hella grateful for this shit, 'Cause God made a way Still gon' put a drum on that baby k Put the gorillas on your body, ain't talking bathing ape Nigga you is a snake, can you smell you from a mile away Go to Perris, get my pro club, then go pour up drank This ain't no regular trey five, this eighty dollars an eighth She been talking out her neck, so I gave her space I'm T-A-Y from EBK, 'cause these niggas change And these bitches lame, Niggas all the same Turn you to some applesauce, if they bust your brain I never seen my uncle, he been in a cell Family fake as hell, they ain't sending mail She asked what's my body count, I don't kiss and tell You say you getting money, Nigga I can't tell We in the burbs now, We came from STL Smoking good dope, they like what's that smell Knock the meat out yo' taco, with this fucking shell Since you thinking you macho, 'cause you got YSL Put this hammer to your head, bitch you getting nailed I ain't scared to fail, in the end I'm living well Beat the brakes off that nigga, til' he looking pale Still moving like a snail