[Hook x2: YG] Bitch you broke, shut up Don’t talk to me, get your bread up And we used to fuck but I got fed up We eatin', all my niggas fed up
[Verse 1: YG] You a ho rat, that pussy throwback I’m tryna fuck, you ain’t gotta be a scientist to know that Been to that money, nothin’ before that Bitch I’ll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat Yeah I’m tired of hearin’ about what you need, bitch I’m tired of payin' for yo weaves, bitch I’m tired of you fuckin’ me, tryin’ to get pregnant Knowin’ if you had a baby yo broke ass couldn’t help it I be ridin’ through the city bumpin’ 2 Chainz I ain’t worried ‘bout the police, I got two names Keep the sharp ‘cause sometimes you gotta do things She give away that pussy like loose change Tryna have a nigga baby, be sellin that va-jay-jay This ain’t recess, bitch you know I don’t play-play Just bought a A-K, just took a vacay Bitch you broke, you need to call Triple A, aye
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[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] How you fuck for cash but you not a ho? And how I’m gon’ respect you if your pockets broke? On your rap sheet a whole lot of bros It’s a clinic on Western but you outta go You’re broke, your pussy stink, you borrow clothes Lost the little ass that you had playin’ with your nose I dedicate this to my last ho Swear I got cash and started actin’ like a asshole Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up I be buyin’ pounds, so naw we can’t peace up Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh? It’s money over bitches, pussy never fuck this thing up She still fannin' when she seen us I’m a Grade A nigga, you'se a C+ I got a room, I got a broom, bitch, clean up Hit the blade, and play my fee up
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[Verse 3: YG] You shopping at Louis when your baby need WIC Using vibrators when you know you need dick Bitch you sick, ho you trifling I heard in the ‘hood your pussy be cyclin’ Nobody wifin’ yo ass Young nigga got dick, no yak [Fast money] fast bitches takin’ ho baths And me and relations don’t last My nigga Mustard got the benzo my clips got extendos I’m hangin’ out the window, bangin’ out the window Throw it up chunky — wrists on chunky I heard the homie fucked and your pussy smell funky And I ain’t used to what you used to The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth You niggas ain’t blinged-out, 20 racks I blow that 5-10-15 I let my niggas hold that
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