Luyện nghe bài hát You Broke

Bitch broke, up
Don't to me, get your bread up
And we to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin', all my fed up
Bitch you broke, up
talk to me, get your bread up
Yeah we to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin', all my fed up

You a ho rat, pussy throwback
I'm fuck, you ain't gotta be a scientist to know that
to that money, nothin' before that
Bitch I'll do you dirty, like a floor mat
Yeah I'm tired of hearin' about what you need,
I'm of payin' for yo weaves, bitch
I'm tired of you me, tryin' to get pregnant
if you had a baby yo broke ass couldn't help it
I be ridin' the city bangin' 2 Chainz
I ain't worried the police, I got two names
Keep the 'cause sometimes you gotta do things
She give away pussy like loose change
Tryna have a baby, be sellin' that va-jay-jay
This ain't recess, bitch you I don't play-play
Just a A-K, just took a vacay
Bitch you broke, you to call Triple A, aye

Bitch broke, up
Don't to me, get your bread up
And we to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin', all my fed up
you broke, shut up
Don't to me, get your bread up
we used to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin', all my fed up

How you for cash but you not a ho?
And how I'm gon' respect you if pockets broke?
On your rap a whole lot of bros
It's a clinic on Western but you go
You're broke, pussy stink, you borrow clothes
Lost the little ass that you had with your nose
I dedicate this to my ho
I got cash and started actin' like a asshole
Catch up, keep up, with the beat up
I be pounds, so no we can't peace up
Rollie the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh?
It's money over bitches, never fuck this thing up
She still fannin' she seen us
I'm a Grade A nigga, a C+
I got a room, I got a broom, bitch, up
Hit the blade, and my fee up

Bitch broke, up
Don't talk to me, get your up
And we to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin', all my fed up
Bitch you broke, up
Don't to me, get your bread up
we used to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin', all my fed up

You shopping at Louis when your need WIC
vibrators when you know you need dick
Bitch you sick, ho you
I in the 'hood your pussy be cyclin'
Nobody yo ass
nigga got dick, no yak
Fast money fast takin' ho baths
And me and relations don't
My nigga got the benzo my clips got extendos
I'm out the window, bangin' out the window
Throw it up chunky, wrists on
I heard the homie fucked and your smell funky
And I ain't used to what you to
The thing in your ear is a Bluetooth
You ain't blinged-out, 20 racks I blow that
5-10-15 I let my hold that

Bitch broke, up
talk to me, get your bread up
And we to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin', all my fed up
you broke, shut up
Don't talk to me, get your up
Yeah we to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin', all my fed up