Broke Bitches

[Hook] All my rich niggas to the left All my rich bitches to the right Shawty looking for a nigga cause she in recession You got them broke bitches in your section You got them broke bitches in your section You got them broke bitches in your section Shawty looking for a nigga cause she in recession You got them broke bitches in your section [Verse 1] I don’t use no credit card Bad bitch on my side, wooh, that’s my credit card Suicide if a nigga talking bout he gone rob Suicide doors on my motherfucking foreign car Memphis Ten, first 48, blacked out squad In the club, on go mogo, go hard Broke bitches in my section, oh my god Bathroom fucking your bitch, oh my god, ay My rich niggas to the left My rich bitches to the right Shh, he got them broke bitches in his section He got them broke bitches in his section Flipping all these models, flipping all these models, yeah boy Popping all these bottles, popping all these bottles, yeah boy Drunker than a fool, throwing up, fuck it, yeah boy I don’t give a damn, rich nigga, you a broke boy [Hook] [Verse 2] Nigga hit the club, guess who watching, yeah your bitch Pulled up in the Porsche, guess who bought it, your bitch I don’t give a damn, I don’t give a damn, yeah boy Nigga jump stupid, bang bang, he a dead boy North Memphis nigga, Hollywood down to Highland Park Smoking silly nigga, I’m flexing, you can get robbed Ain’t no bout it bout it bout it, this my squad Broke nigga nor no bitch, not in my squad, ay Broke niggas standing to the left Broke bitches standing to the right Why you got these type of people in your section I ain’t being disrespectful, tryna be missing When my type of people in the projects, we finessing On the block we flexing, gives a fuck, we go and get it Every day a holiday for a dope boy Middle finger up to a ho ass broke boy [Hook]