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[Intro] (It's Trax season, bruh) (Scalez) [Chorus] Uh, let me tell you 'bout a broke ass nigga (Broke) Loudmouth but the pockets be a whisper (Whisper) All in the section, baby momma stressin' But you the one that's drinkin' all the liquor (Nah) Let me tell you 'bout a hatin' ass hoe (Hater) You my biggest fan, everybody know (Ah) Stalkin' my page, you minimum wage And know all the words at my show (A fan) You'll never find a bitch that's litter (Nah) Chase a bag, I ain't chasing no nigga (Who?) Big momma, I am not the babysitter Bitch, you tweakin', better take that shit to Twitter Get off your ass and get rich (Period) Can't be me, you dreaming you wish (Ah) Full course, little bitch you a side dish (Side dish) He the boss, lil' nigga you a sidekick (Ah) [Verse 1] Let me tell you 'bout a nigga name Willie (Willie) Cracking cards, I think the nigga worth a milli (Scammer) Two kids, got two baby mommas (Unt, unt) Ah, ah, you can spare me with the drama (See ya) I think I'm finna call Tyrone He like Henny, he don't drink no Patron (Yeah) But he like to use bitches acting like a Ms Right plan, wrong bitch, I'm gone Let me tell you 'bout a nigga named Justin (Justin) Yeah, I got two of 'em (Yeah, I got two) One always cussin' and always fussin', I never pursued him Now the other Justin I used to trick with his brother (Roddy) They tried to run game, they both was some lames I never did love 'em [Chorus] Uh, let me tell you 'bout a broke ass nigga (Broke) Loudmouth but the pockets be a whisper (Whisper) All in the section, baby momma stressin' But you the one that's drinkin' all the liquor (Nah) Let me tell you 'bout a hatin' ass hoe (Hater) You my biggest fan, everybody know (Ah) Stalkin' my page, you minimum wage And know all the words at my show (A fan) You'll never find a bitch that's litter (Nah) Chase a bag, I ain't chasing no nigga (Who?) Big momma, I am not the babysitter Bitch, you tweakin', better take that shit to Twitter Get off your ass and get rich (Period) Can't be me, you dreaming you wish (Ah) Full course, little bitch you a side dish (Side dish) He the boss, lil' nigga you a sidekick (Ah) [Verse 2] Let me tell you 'bout Donte (Uh-huh), he was a trick (Easy) But he cried when he spent, get off my line, actin' like a bitch (Wah, wah, wah) I had a trill ass nigga, the choppa had titties (Rrah) He want no lames, ain't 'bout no games, that's word to city (Free my motheruckin' nigga) Had Khi and Malik (Ow), the OnlyFan freaks Khi was special but Malik you have a seat (Bye) I bought a new car (Woo), ridin' round with Jamar Always on ten, should've left that drunk ass nigga at the bar [Chorus] Uh, let me tell you 'bout a broke ass nigga (Broke) Loudmouth but the pockets be a whisper (Whisper) All in the section, baby momma stressin' But you the one that's drinkin' all the liquor (Nah) Let me tell you 'bout a hatin' ass hoe (Hater) You my biggest fan, everybody know (Ah) Stalkin' my page, you minimum wage And know all the words at my show You'll never find a bitch that's litter (Nah) Chase a bag, I ain't chasing no nigga (Who?) Big momma, I am not the babysitter Bitch' you tweakin', better take that shit to Twitter (Go take that shit to Twitter) Get off your ass and get rich (Period) Can't be me, you dreaming you wish (Yeah) Full course, little bitch you a side dish (Side dish) He the boss, lil' nigga you a sidekick (Ah) [Verse 3] Boss bitch, shit, fuck Damn, I think I'm runnin' out of niggas Rich bitch, I ain't runnin' out of figures Got a nigga named Mac, brrat Gang gang, he in the field with his hitters Let me tell you 'bout Courtney Yeah, that nigga gon' spoil me Like Jodi, he gon' beat ya Then flip you over and eat ya Got Corey from the Ville Gold teeth, big dick, he trill Trickin' down low niggas on the low He a paymaster, everybody know Uh, then Dre with the dreads Always wanna fuck, leave the nigga on read This too much tea, can't even creep Ooh, bitch my phone goin' dead