Cut that *** up, Kway Go Go, yeah, go What you know about being broke? *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I used to wear the same clothes Love all my brothers, them niggas on go And they got pounds for the low *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I'm in traffic with racks and a pole My jeans is distressed, I have hoes in my clothes What you know about being broke? I used to wear the same clothes Love all my brothers, them niggas on go And they got pounds for the low *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I'm in traffic with racks and a pole My jeans is distressed, I have hoes in my clothes What you know about being broke? I used to try right on patch And now we getting booked for a show I remember my pops didn't show up Now we getting dope I got my mom and they froze They was laughing, I'm smashing your hoe I get it when I want I put it in, make a jump I stay down, keep it real from the jump If you real, then this money ain't nothing Ain't pulling no bluff And it ain't like I came from the bus Come through at a hush Money counting, count it up I ain't getting stuck Somebody touch me, it's a hunt Do what I want Put you on a million like lunch Mix up the lean with the punch My shooter don't punch Hop out the window and hunch Put them hunnids in a bunch Remember that bitch out the front I ain't getting stuck Somebody touch me, it's a hunt I do what I want Put you on a million like lunch Remember that bitch out the front I throw on Givenchy to stunt All of my squad I trust I just got my dollars up I ain't working hard enough Them niggas is plotting But they ain't running up Them niggas is smart enough What you know about being broke? *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I used to wear the same clothes Love all my brothers Them niggas on gold And they got pounds for the low *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I'm in traffic With racks in the pole My jeans and just straps I had hose in my clothes What you know about being broke? I *** up three I'm start bagging up soul I used to wear the same clothes Love all my brothers Them niggas on gold And they got pounds for the low *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I'm in traffic With racks in the pole My jeans and just straps I had hose in my clothes What you know about being broke? I keep doing reps like a racket Come from the mud, made it happen I'm too young for attachments Hitting once, never call back Stood on all ten, that's facts I could leave the cheese for the racks Busy with a beam, it's attached Fiend still fiend for the pack We ain't never leaving with that Niggas try to leave with the pack Busy put the beam to his back You was never leaving with that I put off right on my shoulder I just put juice on my jaw Hip hang long like a roller I ain't in school, but I'll show you Shooter pop off on the scooter I can get gang in my total Gold in my heart, I'm like Buddha Getting free bands like filter I keep the girl for extortion These niggas scared and they know it Since this ain't no like New Orleans Ice on my chain, I've been brawling We came from nothing, we bossing And I'm going down for respect This ain't RG, I got checks This ain't Nike with this tech I sent a shot at your chest Penicillin right on my neck What you know about being broke? *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I used to wear the same clothes Loving my brothers and niggas on gold And they got pounds for the load *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I'm in traffic with racks in the pole My jeans is distressed, I have hoes in my clothes What you know about being broke? I *** up the ribs, start backing up sold I'm in traffic with racks in the pole My jeans is distressed, I have hoes in my clothes What you know about being broke? And they got pounds for the load *** up the pack, it won't happen no more I'm in traffic with racks in the pole My jeans is distressed, I have hoes in my clothes What you know about being broke? I *** up the ribs, start backing up sold I'm in traffic with racks in the pole My jeans is distressed, I have hoes in my clothes What you know about being broke? I'm in traffic with racks in the pole My jeans is distressed, I have hoes in my clothes What you know about being broke? I'm in traffic with racks in the pole My jeans is distressed, I have hoes in my clothes