Starlito & Don Trip - Broken Arrow lyrics

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Starlito & Don Trip - Broken Arrow lyrics

I got yo b**h on do not disturb I got some n***as i choose not to serve Got a new spot got to move bout a third I just got back I was losing at first Yea i like that Promised my mama I'm through with the syrup And I'm true to my word Lito Heard n***as talking like step brothers feel off I just couldn't turn my scale off Well off, yea cuz it stilled get mailed off No I don't sell soft, we'll get a bale off Bag my first 50 like Zach yea I ran off Kept f**ing round with rap start paying off Even signed with highest paid offer can't stop Til I'm worth what I weight in dog food Naw fool I don't get down like yall do See you when i see you f** a lawsuit If you owe me too much I was taught shoot Fall through with the 50 cal call it Jarule Slick this will die for you leave out the booth b**h you a lie you say we not the truth Don Trip You beefin with Star gota see bout it too That's just an unwritten rule Pulled up in a uhaul my neighbors so nosey They all want to see how we move These Rappers tryna count my income Truth is i get rap money and some They always think it's a game Till I pull on n***a like Matt Barnes Slpa a n***a up with the side arm Still in the dirt like an ant farm Run in yo home like I'm housesitting Bury yo a** in the backyard I don't make enough for a black card But I make enough to pay the rent though And I'm still ballin like a muthf**a Duffle Bag stuffed full of cash not gym clothes Do this for the people that I love You just talk that street sh** just because If you ever see me in the club I'm gone probably sneak in with the snub You or me that's just how it goes And I don't give a f** n***a And you should know better than to think i do You ought to know better than to question that If You got a issue with Mr. Trip Get it off your chest like a breast implant These hoes running round with a** shots And still realer than most you n***as But i vow never ever pay these hoes Unless I'm payin hoes no attention I'm back with my back up against the wall Think that's when I'm most comfortable F and 8 shot fast as lightning I'll strike a n***a a** like a thunderbolt And My sh** sicker than a summer cold Bangers part of ny under clothes My chick straight from the dirty south But she only order California rolls I might OD on garlic bu*ter Can't forget I ball like the Harlem Rutger Still don't own one rolex But I got a Gshock in all the colors Still lift weight like Steinin brothers Got a knife sharper than a diamond cutter And I'm single like Kraft cheese Cuz a b**h bail the first sign of struggle Me myself and I Cuz I know we won't testify And i don't run I run up a check Besides that I don't need no exercise Press my bu*ton I might open fire Press my bu*ton we might open fire As you can see I don't mind beef Just make it a double and extra fries Godspeed Do this for the people that I love You just talk that street sh** just because If you ever see me in the club I'm gone probably sneak in with the snub You or me and that's just how it goes And I don't give a f** n***a

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