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letra de br0keboy$ - keyaunu

[intro: keyaunu]
yeah-yeah-ay, hey
yeah-yeah-ay, hey
(yeah, yeah)

[chorus: keyaunu]
f-ck these broke boys
they ain’t making no noise
f-ck with broke boys
baby, that is your choice
f-ck these broke boys
they ain’t making no noise
f-ck with broke boys
baby, that is your choice

[verse: keyaunu]
i just skrt up out that dealer in a rolls royce
making money a wonderful feeling, sh-t fills me with joy
stacking this sh-t up to the ceiling till i can’t stack no more
play with me and my gang, send yo’ b-tch ass up to the morgue
first off gotta thank all my n-ggas
gotta thank all my n-ggas
first off gotta thank all my n-ggas, huh
gotta thank all my n-ggas
second off, if you ever down and out, huh
just gotta call me n-gga
third off, don’t ever call me out, huh, but i still ball my n-gga
thеy wanna see me down, wanna see me out
wanna see me fall lil n-gga
who thе f-ck you gon’ call when you in that cell
and you got that phone lil n-gga
this is that real-life sh-t when you gotta be grown
and you can’t go home lil n-ggas
now i just get to the money by making this music
and rapping these songs lil n-gga
i’m sick of these fake ass n-ggas with no backbone
call ’em a boneless n-gga
all of these b-tches hit me up on my trap phone
act like i don’t know ’em n-gga
[chorus: keyaunu]
f-ck these broke boys
they ain’t making no noise
f-ck with broke boys
baby, that is your choice

[verse: sznkid]
cemetery in my jeans, my pocket full of presidents
i need my b-tch rich, can’t no broke hoe be in my resident
broke boys steal the flow, this that hot sh-t i talk, no peppermint
back then i rocked the same clothes now they don’t know what i’m stepping in
too many baes i’m extra
too many ks in the dresser
band it for band i betcha
bad lil blasian girl say she from china, d-mn, i feel like fletcher
the ones i call my twin i swear we nothing lesser
i with my dog like jake and finn, let’s go on a adventure
we poppin’ tonight at the party
we popping our collars, not popping no molly
i love how she moving, she shaking that body
buffs on like a play-boy, i’m feeling like carti
got demons, the parasite-host like tom hardy
i’ll whip any sh-t like the b-tch is a audi
for christmas i want me three hoes that be naughty
say, say, say, mccartney
the only thing that’s broke is the hearty (e-yeah)
[outro: keyaunu & sznkid]
baby i cannot save you (e-yeah) (no, no)
baby i cannot save you, hey (e-yeah) (no, no)
baby i cannot save you (e-yeah)
but baby i cannot save you (e-yeah)

- keyaunu

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