[Hook]
You a broke n***a, I'm a dope n***a
You a broke n***a, I'm a coke dealer
You a broke n***a, I'm a dope dealer
You a broke n***a, you got no figures
You a broke n***a, I'm a dope n***a
You a broke n***a, I'm a coke dealer
You a broke n***a, I'm a dope dealer
You a broke n***a, you got no figures
[Verse 1]
The sun rise where the sun set
I chase the money while a son rest
OTM, we the gun set
Delinquent payments leave your son wet
Leave a mess all over the drum set, want mines and nothin' less
Used to be the sixth man now they callin' me the Brick man
AKA bust a script, keep a hunnit clip in the stick man
Hustle, I am the boss but I started off as a hitman
Flossin' all on my strip and it got you stripped to the wristband
Get back when I click-clack, new shotty, no kickbacks
Mishaps get them giftwrapped, body parts lookin' mismatched
Left his head where his dicks at, handgrenade where his b**h at
Put the gun where his lips at, all for doin' that chit-chat
They say I'm vile, f** it I take it
Stack money long as the Nile and it's all for my mommas smile
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All in a leap year, let your man rob me for a cheap fare, we share
Part of my stature, I treat your jaw like the Lord and it's gettin' fractured
Cop it then whip it after
This sh** I'm sippin' got me caught up in a rapture
Even when I'm throwed it ain't a throne I couldn't capture
[Hook]
You a broke n***a, I'm a dope n***a
You a broke n***a, I'm a coke dealer
You a broke n***a, I'm a dope dealer
You a broke n***a, you got no figures
You a broke n***a, I'm a dope n***a
You a broke n***a, I'm a coke dealer
You a broke n***a, I'm a dope dealer
You a broke n***a, ain't got no figures
[Verse 2]
Before I was a standout n***as knew I was standup
Heard you took the stand on your homie and gave your mans up
Jack boys came, we turned p**y then gave them grams up
Police brought the pressure, they panickin', get they plans up
You ain't my kin, I ate your b**h and chased it with a shot of gin
She told you she got the gin
I know that I'm prone to sin, I know that I'm prone to win
I know that I'm prone to pull up and serve a n***a and spin
The weed musty, the juice dirty, the blade rusty
I'm unlucky, I triple crossed you, can't trust me
My [?], my trap jumpin', the fiends dusty
I owe Papi my work fire, I lean busty
Any season keep the snow like I'm Jack Frost
Five star telly, you're posted up in a crack loft
Pounds get lost in the postal, now that's a pack loss
Told the plug double the order and got the pack off
I'm a real trapper you n***as just some pedestrians
Polo all over my body like an equestrian
Shorty got that wet hair, she wavy, feel like I'm jetskiing
Slide up in that p**y then skate off I call it Gretzkyin'