You Broke - YG feat. Nipsey Hussle

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 eat...

All my niggas fed up

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

You a hoe 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 paying for your weeks, bitch

I'm tired of you fuckin' me, tryin' to get pregnant

Knowin' if you had a baby your broke ass couldn't help it

I be ridin' through the city bangin' 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, the ceiling never jay jay

This ain't recess, bitch you know I don't play-play

Just bought an AK just took a vacay

Bitch you broke, you need to call Triple A, eh?

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 eat...

All my niggas fed up

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

Aye, how you fuck for cash but you not a hoe?

And how I'm gon' respect you if your pockets broke?

On your rep sheet a whole lot of bros

It's a clinic on Western bitch you outta go

You're broke, your pussy stank, you borrow clothes

Lost the little ass that you had playin' with your nose

I dedicate this to my last hoe

Swear I got cash and started actin' like a asshole

Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up

I be buyin' pounds, so now we can't piece 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 fainted when she seen us

I'm a Grade A nigga, you's a C+

I got a broom I got a broom, bitch, clean up

Hit the blade, and pay my fee up

You shopping at Louis when your baby need WIC

Using vibrators when you know you need dick

Bitch, you sick – hoe, you triflin'

I heard in the 'hood your pussy be cyclin'

Nobody wifin' your ass

Young nigga got dick, no yeah

Fast money, fast bitches takin' hot baths

And me and relations don't last

My nigga mustard, got the Benzo my crib's got extendos

I'm hangin' out the window, bangin' out the window

Throw it up chunky - wrists so chunky

I heard the homie fucked and your pussy smell funky

And I ain't used to what you're 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