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​glofromda4 – ​broke lyrics

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[verse 1: jssr]
that boy broke, please go get him out them slums, like, with yo’ broke ass
t+tote with that choppa on my hip, that sh+t got scope, yeah
big money all up in my pockets, i can’t float, yeah
big+big cash just all up in my account, i am a [?], yeah
hahahaha, hahahaha (go)
got like fifty rounds, like b+tch, i got that big ol’ mag (haha)
got like sixty pounds, like, yeah, the feds gon’ throw our flags
i+i got big guns, i can’t put with no godd+mn laser tag (on god)

[verse 2: glofromda4]
yeah+yeah, on god, cop that boy, i swear we did him bad
used to ride in city cabs, tryna see them titties bad
draco with a fifty mag
you don’t wanna get me mad
i’m chillin’ in ella, i put on margiela
then i call marrgielaa, he+he applying pressure
that talkin’ sh+t be extra, i get yo’ ass set up
i got that boy wet up, told him, “keep his head up”
yo’ thot give me pleasure
like he sneeze, choppa bless ya
[verse 3: che]
(slatt+slatt, yeah)
see how choppa gon’ bless that b+tch, n+gga
rah+ah+ah, extended clips, n+gga
wish you knew i could trip, n+gga
yeah, talk on the gang, you could sit with ’em
f+ck bad b+tches in hilfiger
it’s with g+l+o, crackin’ a seal with him
that drug make me feel different
i pop my body a perkie
internet n+ggas be lurking
and i [?] all, see a n+gga jerky
i will not buy her a birkin
bad ass ho, she get that slurpee
ha, caught that n+gga lead, and we murking
i cannot f+ck with no b+tch, that’s for certain

[outro: che]
bad ass b+tch all on my d+ck, bad ass b+tch all in my crib
i’m with a bad ass b+tch wanting my kids
yeah, yeah
i told that b+tch, “you cannot have my kids”
i ain’t havin’ no kids, b+tch



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