Waka Flocka Flame - Anything But Broke lyrics

[Bridge: Waka Flocka] Trippin' off a Molly, Wish a f** n***a try me, I got goons in New York, California, and Robbin, Too turnt bad b**hes all in the party, Playin' with they nose, yeah they high off the Molly, Sorry you broke and I got money, Flexed hard on 'em with the blood red 'Rari, Young boss sh**, can't ride a Maserati, Everyday car fly spurt in the Audi, Free throw, and one, 2 hands n***a, Elijah Thomas n***a, Run that sh** the f** back, [Verse 1: French Montana] Hit that block like twelve bundles, Now a n***a G-5 tell number, Reduce a fade shades twelve hundred, sponsored links You know a n***a hot b**h twelve summers, Ghost boy, thirty for a motherf**in show boy, Yeah on the motherf**in road boy, Chef on the motherf**in stove boy, Coke Boy, Started from the lockout now buy the block out, Started from a drop out, Now I bring that drop out, Hundred clip small car bad b**h p**n star, Get money like an athlete, f** you thought? [Hook: Waka Flocka] Man them f** boys know, Aint no wins over here, We gon' fight and f**in shoot til our souls dissappear, f** next year it's about now n***a, Disrespect imma knock you down n***a, He bleed like me scared of no n***a, Call me anything but a broke n***a, (X2) [Bridge: Waka] [Verse 2: Waka Flocka] I'm from Clay Co. where all I do is get rowdy, Disrespect me then your head on a bounty, No p**y n***a just real n***as around me, Keep your head above water before a n***a drown me, Doubt me, that's a no no n***a, Love my boys no h*mo n***a, Pulled up no mask tho tho n***a, Bank account with me, never solo n***a, Let a couple shots now he holdin' his n***a, Waka Flocka Flame show rappin more realer, Run down Grove feelin' like Godzilla, 808 blunts inhalin' that k**er You trippin, Cant stand up, on xan's, Cookin' dope with no fryin' pans, Yeah it taste good no Auntie Anne's, You see that flag hangin' out my pants [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Frenchie] Flocka, that blunt n***a you need to pa** it BSM forever mackin' Throw it up n***a what's crackin'? What's happenin'? I'm walkin' inside of that club and I'm gettin' that strappin' Speed action So if I said that I'm gon' no need for you askin' BSM all about attack, You might hate us but you gon' show us some respect n***a wanna act like hoes I'ma show you how that p**y get wet You aint bout that life but you stay talkin' like you think you is I got all this ice It's a frozen day when I throw my wrists n***as f**in your chick It's more south than it gets Fight me over some money n***a don't shoot me over no b**h Frenchie all over his sh** You ice'd up, you a lick Bands a make her dance But this forty will make you strip yeahh [Hook: Waka Flocka X2]