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Tiny Meat Gang

Broke Bitch

 

Broke Bitch


(We packing diamond pistols)
Uh, yeah, ayy

Now hold up, bro, what the fuck you say? Nah, you ain't saying nothing
Add a couple bitches, what's the problem? Now they make a sum
"Walk Man" doing laps, it got us on the run
Bitch, you knowing that we on the roll and that the tape is done, ah
I'm whipping something foreign with expired tags
Signing on the dotted line, whatever's gonna get the bag
The little man, short-sighted, my decisions bad
Just 'cause I'm the funny guy does not mean that I'm calling back

So quick, bitch, we working both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like woah
Man, I tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like yo
So quick, bitch, we working both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like woah (Yeah)
Man, tell that broke bitch

Oh shit, it's us again, she can't fuck with me, so she just fuck my friends
I can't get pulled over on the road 'cause I got contraband
My whip be creeping on the ten, I'm feeling weird again
They say, "Cody, grow up," I say, "Bitch, I'm going Peter Pan"
Uh, bank account look like some Cheerios (Yum)
You can't see us 'cause we flying low
Ain't nothing 'bout it predisposed
But the shit we make got legs and take off like a runny nose

So quick, bitch, we working both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like woah
Man, I tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like yo
So quick, bitch, we working both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like woah (Yeah)
Man, tell that broke bitch

We moving fast, y'all don't even know my race
And we know you're micro soft, boy, we call you Billy Gates
I'm gaining weight, uh, we cooking as of late
Got no taste for being broke so we ain't taking any breaks
Man, you talking all cap, we just stick to low-key
Call me Thor 'cause she want my fucking hammer, Loki
And we bagging up the green, I don't even smoke tree
I'm her mainline, baby, 'cause she tryna OD

So quick, bitch, we working both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like woah
Man, I tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like yo
So quick, bitch, we working both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like woah (Yeah)
Man, tell that broke bitch

If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like
Tell that broke bitch, tell that, tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like
Man, tell that broke bitch

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