Broke Boi (Playboi Carti Remix)

[Bridge]

Can't buy no Ice cuz I'm a Broke Boi

No Designer on My Clothes cuz I'm a Broke Boi

No 11s on my feet cuz I'm a Broke Boi

Got no Supreme cuz I'm a Broke Boi

[Verse]

Bitches really wanna fuck wit a Broke Boi

No bands on my pocket cuz I'm a Broke Boi

Why the Fuck do Bitches love a Broke Boi

Fuck these spoiled brats cuz they a Joke Boi

I swear to God you don't want Smoke Boi

Test Me and you turnin to a Ghost

Nigga really puttin up a Show

Nigga got Smoked and Now he gon Float

Bestie gave me more head and I gave her that Deepthroat

Boned her Pussy Murder did She Wrote

You can have that Bitch She feeding for some More

If she a Hoe then she really gotta Go

That's yo Bitch? Then why she on my Phone

Speakin Sexually, Cumming in her Soul

Let's bring some heat she gettin Cold

Penetrate Her Pussy like a Bow and Arrow

She wants my dick so much she goin Coco

Fuckin on a bitch named Yoko

Her boyfriend a fuckin lame he a Bozo

Run up on him and he'll be coughing out Rojo

 

[Hook]

No Bands, can't afford Shit

No Straps still let my Blades Hit

Nigga ain't Rich but I can still Fuck yo Bitch

Niggas plotting Nigga Don't you Dare

Run up try to scare but turned into Air

Ay I had to get it still don't got it, nigga life ain't fair

Spilt some Blood on my kicks and got another Pair

I say fuck them two hoes man, I got another pair

Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi

Broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi