Broke Boys Lyrics by Drake & 21 Savage is latest English song with music also given by Wheezy, Tay Keith, Jack Uriah, Anthem, KrishnaMusic. Broke Boys song lyrics are written by Drake, 21 Savage, Wheezy, Tay Keith, Jack Uriah, Anthem.
Broke Boys Song Detail
| Song Name: | Broke Boys |
| Singer: | Drake, 21 Savage |
| Composer: | Wheezy, Tay Keith, Jack Uriah, Anthem, KrishnaMusic |
| Lyrics by: | Drake, 21 Savage, Wheezy, Tay Keith, Jack Uriah, Anthem |
| Music Label: | OVO Sound, Slaughter Gang, Republic Records |
Broke Boys Lyrics
[Part I]
Yeah, aye
Hop in the b!tch and I start out the V
Snakes in the gra$$ so they harder to see
My brother would give up his life to the O
He told me he gon’ be a martyr for me
Said that she ready to come to the 6ix
I hit up Pauleen, the charter, the P
Ain’t really lead but I’m back in (Back in)
I’m back in (Back in), I’m back in
I’m ridin’ around in Atlanta with Sav
‘Cause that n!gga been goin’ harder than me
Nothin’ had changed, I’m just harder to please
Ferrari is makin’ an SUV
We ain’t got a choice, we orderin’ knees
Shout out Noel for recordin’ ’em Vs
He know where this sh!t ’bout to go
’cause nobody touching the floor
They say you alone at the top, but it’s gotta be lonely below
You boys gettin’ ready to diss, but don’t even mention a hoe
And don’t even mention a foe unless you is tryna go broke
Woah, I got more stripes than Adidas
Yeah, I got the stripes, but fu*k Adidas, n!gga
I don’t chase b!tches, I leave ’em
Hoes screamin’ like I’m Justin Bieber, n!gga
I don’t get mad, I get even
Hit you n!ggas like a buzzer beater, n!gga
I don’t get mad, I get even
Hit you n!ggas then you gone
Woah, all that foundation she wearing, she think that you see
Tellin’ all my sneaky links you with me
You must be Coach K ’cause you ain’t P
I’m on the Jet like my last name Lee
Two sticks in my hand like I’m playin’ the Wii
G Block Babies will spank you for free
We rough n!ggas up, now they beggin’ for peace (G Block Babies)
Steppin’ on sh!t, I done freshened my toe
Born in October, I’m so OVO
Halloween come and he want to dress up
but he don’t need no costume, I’m turnin’ him ghost
She called me mucus, I stay in her throat
Stick hit that boy, got his a$$ hittin’ notes
My n!ggas wear masks so
You know where this sh!t ’bout to go
’cause nobody touching the floor
They say you alone at the top, but it’s gotta be lonely below
You boys gettin’ ready to diss, but don’t even mention a hoe
And don’t even mention a foe unless you is tryna go broke
[Part II]
Ah damn, man, you n!ggas is the worst
Savage snatch you out the crib, then I drop you in a hearse
Baby, please make me nervous, stop reachin’ in your purse
n!gga went and bought a house when he coulda bought a verse
n!ggas dumb as fu*k, imagine if I did that stupid sh!t when I was comin’ up
My crib feel like a hedge fund, I be ahead, just thumbin’ up
Know I’m SN1, ’til I’m done fu*kin’ London up
n!ggas make me nauseous, I had enough of broke boys
I can’t talk to broke boys, yeah, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys
I can’t talk to broke boys, wait, yeah, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys, wait
All you n!ggas make me sick, all you n!ggas rappin’ ’bout the bricks and the licks
then I hear in real life you livin’ with your b!tch
I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys
I don’t want no convo I don’t got no time for
n!ggas postin’ mansion, livin’ in a condo
Y’all be make beleivin’, I can’t not relate to you
I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys
I cannot believe y’all was dissin’ on the old boy
I cannot even think on how you came up with that flow, boy
Please talk to someone else ’cause I can’t talk to broke boy
I can’t talk to broke boy, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys
I can’t talk to broke boys, nah, nah, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to
That n!gga’s crazy