​get a job !

Lyrics

[Chorus] How you broke and talkin' shit? Boy, get a job (Get a job) I got ten bands on me right now, swear to God (God) I go throw my twin a couple thousand, he gon' knock you off I done told y'all that I pray to racks, I don't pray to God If you not gon' ride with me like actively, I cut you off I been sipping on promethazine with codeine, noddin' off Damn, I hope you know them bullets hard that sit inside this chop' I just bought a brand new couple guns, we gon' knock your top [Verse] I know you the type to take an L then go and tell the cops I'm like, "How you talkin' shit but you get money from your mom?" Ridin' round with this machete, you get cut up like a lawn My bitch told me that she ready, we be fucking 'til thе dawn I just woke up, poured some codеine, I don't got no chronic cough I was broke just like a year ago, I turned me to a boss You don't never hear somebody say that I went fell off ('Cause I can't) I swear if I fell off then myself, I'd fucking off I'm like, "Boy you broke, go and get a job" Don't try entertaining my bitch, I'ma cut yo' head off I can't even be surprised, I knew y'all would fuckin' flop My bitch look me in the eyes, I can feel my heart stop (Stop) I just hit up Bril, he gon' ship me drop (Thank you Bril) Bitch, I need a mill' or else I'ma rob (Bitch, I rob) I'm like, "How you feel? I been feeling odd" I'm like tell me that you love me 'fore I'm gone (Yeah, gone) [Chorus] How you broke and talkin' shit? Boy, get a job (Get a job) I got ten bands on me right now, swear to God (God) I go throw my twin a couple thousand (Yeah), he gon' knock you off (Yeah) I done told y'all that I pray to racks, I don't pray to God (Pray to God) If you not gon' ride with me like actively, I cut you off I been sipping on promethazine with codeine, noddin' off Damn, I hope you know them bullets hard that sit inside this chop' I just bought a brand new couple guns, we gon' knock your top (Yeah)