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No, I don't know what broke feel like
No, I don't know what broke feel like
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my hustle
Been countin' trap, now I get it by the truckload
Diamond VVS's, tell that lil' bitch she can't touch those
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my hustle (No)
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my, I been on my, I been on my
Sippin' Henny out the bottle
She not cashin', I don't bother
She poppin' pussy like OG's poppin' they collar
I'm stackin' every dollar, bitches call me papi
Sprinkled with game from my father
Michael Jackson, bad like a toddler
Got them sister-sisters like Roger
Ain't talkin' twin bitches, tongue kissin'
Boy talkin' them choppers
Back to them bitches, that's more proper
Now you broke, that ain't my problem
Pray to my downfall, we was partners
Workin' overtime, lil' nigga out here poppin'
Don't do that shit for the fame
My nigga need deposits
Every stage I touch, I rock it
They like, "Damn, that nigga got it"
Young rockstar, I'm titty shoppin'
Wrote this at my grandmama's, nigga, I'm writin'
My pockets, they be plottin'
Secure the bag, that's a major key
Bitch, I feel like Khaled
Y'all niggas be baller blockin'
Hold up, I'm impeccable
Nigga lookin' incredible
Smokin' on that broccoli
My Backwood filled with vegetables
Servin' up that dog food
Like a nigga workin' at Petco
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my hustle
Been countin' trap, now I get it by the truckload
Diamond VVS's, tell that lil' bitch she can't touch those
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my hustle (No)
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my, I been on my, I been on my
Since a young bull out here hustlin'
Got the racks up to my ear, but you niggas ain't hearin' nothin'
Yo, MCM, that green from them chains, stop frontin'
I'ma pull up in that Benz with a bad batch from London
Ain't talkin' 'bout one ho, no, I'm bundlin'
Finessed her out her tax refund
Damn, ain't I something?
Diggin' out her guts like my Backwoods while we fuckin'
Vitals on a hundred when she suckin'
Her feelings, turn fuckin'
She love me, nah, she love me
Only thing that I feel is collectin' that money
Hundreds of them fifties or them big ass titties
I told a bitch (Biatch!)
That money feel better than when I'm cummin'
Every day I level up, tell yo' boy I'm up to somethin'
Cash me out before she suck me
I'm on that ass, she call me lucky
I'm 'bout my money, money, money
See me stuntin' with my team, bitch
Diamonds sunny, sunny
They swear that papi's an asshole
But all these bitches love me, huh?
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my hustle
Been countin' trap, now I get it by the truckload
Diamond VVS's, tell that lil' bitch she can't touch those
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my hustle (No)
No, I don't know what broke feel like
But since a young bull, I been on my, I been on my, I been on my
No, I don't know what broke feel like
No, I don't know what broke feel like
No, I don't know what broke feel like
No, I don't know what broke feel like