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letra de broke - yung quinc

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[intro]
bentley or the wraith
rollie or patek

[verse 1]
big knots we don’t do the bank
got it off the corner serving dank
plug walk i go digi with the scale’
i wanted a w they tried to give me an l’
gettin to the money you on my time’
get her ass a burnin if that box fire’
finessing on a daily flipping packs i’
done finally got it jumping that’s a fact i’
oh i you know i came from nothing
i always give you the real me
like a massage made you feel me
know i oh i got lotta bands i ain’t scared to spend it’
i’m in the mood the chance it all tonight

[hook}
cuz i been getting money on my lonely’
f-ck them other n-gguhs they ain’t the homies’
got it out the mud all this ice for decoration
baby imma thug we sold dimes for recreation
had to go outside to get get get get get it
had to go outside to get get get it
we ain’t going back again again again again again
we ain’t going back again again
back to being broke (broke broke)
back to being broke (broke broke)
back to being broke broke
had to go outside to get get get get get it
had to go outside to get get get it
[verse 2]

spent five bands over the weekend for like the second time
every time i ask her who’s is it she always say its mine
ain’t the type to follow if they go left imma got make a right’
went from eating ramen noodle soup to eating steak at night
24/7 played the block and that was all day
remember certain times ain’t made a dime n0body called me
lost made people over time but it was all great
i be fighting h-lla demons i make it look easy (yeah)
in the gle i’m speeding i’m listening to breezy (yeah)
she slurping me up and she doing no breathing
might have to spend the weekend at four seasons
you know my bag full of racks like i’m fresh out the bank
but i got that from doing no sleeping
you know dem boys i don’t jack cuz they stab you in your back
that’s a fact they be hating for no reason

[hook}
cuz i been getting money on my lonely’
f-ck them other n-gguhs they ain’t the homies’
got it out the mud all this ice for decoration
baby imma thug we sold dimes for recreation
had to go outside to get get get get get it
had to go outside to get get get it
we ain’t going back again again again again again
we ain’t going back again again
back to being broke (broke broke)
back to being broke (broke broke)
back to being broke broke
had to go outside to get get get get get it
had to go outside to get get get it

- yung quinc

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