Never Going Broke

Lyrics

[Intro] Phew (Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat) Phew (What up, Danny?) Phew Huh [Chorus] I ain't never goin' broke, that's a fact Mike Amiri did the jeans, double G's on the hat In the deep, you'll sink where I'm at Scat Packin', feel like Nicki, all these B's at the trap Used to laugh at me, bet them bitches fuck me now Tints mirror, see yourself, you look me in my eyes All my opps some burgers, catch 'em out, they gettin' fried You won't die up in this whip, don't think that you can ride [Verse 1] You ain't DSM, better not think that you can ride with me Said a prayer in my Christian Dior, I know God with me I can't fuck with basic bitches, I like all of mine picky If I ain't in the booth, I'm in your bitch or in the 550 AMGs, SRTs, every whip quick DSM 'til I D-I-E, I can't switch cliques Catch me drippin' in the hood like a dipstick If my sharks catch 'em, they gon' fry 'em like a fish stick In the BNB with ninety fuckin' hoes I can see the fake love through these icy buffalos Where is Stan? More than likely touchin' pros Whole gang in balaclavas, we get shiesty with the poles We get shiesty with this shit, no cap They know I'm more than likely with a blick, no lack You can only find me with them pits, no rats I know your pockets tiny than a bitch, no racks (But I can't relate) [Chorus] I ain't never goin' broke, that's a fact Mike Amiri did the jeans, double G's on the hat In the deep, you'll sink where I'm at Scat Packin', feel like Nicki, all these B's at the trap Used to laugh at me, bet them bitches fuck me now Tints mirror, see yourself, you look me in my eyes All my opps some burgers, catch 'em out, they gettin' fried You won't die up in this whip, don't think that you can ride [Verse 2] When them killers on your ass, boy, don't think that you can hide It get fishy where I'm at, you know I'm slidin' with the rod Gotta crawl before you walk, you gotta jam before you slide All that thinkin' that I'm sweet, I be done blammed it at your mind (You won't think again) Bitch, I'm chasin' money 24/7, ain't no sleepin' in (Nah) Tippy-toe, size 44 Balencis what I'm creepin' in Buffalos the whitest, Carti' glasses what I'm peepin' in Icy as the fuck, BabyTron look abominable She should be on Vogue, boy, my bitch look phenomenal Overcame it all, wasn't trippin' on no obstacles Woke up thinkin', "Fuck it," took a flight to somewhere tropical [Chorus] I ain't never goin' broke, that's a fact Mike Amiri did the jeans, double G's on the hat In the deep, you'll sink where I'm at Scat Packin', feel like Nicki, all these B's at the trap Used to laugh at me, bet them bitches fuck me now Tints mirror, see yourself, you look me in my eyes All my opps some burgers, catch 'em out, they gettin' fried You won't die up in this whip, don't think that you can ride (Don't think that you can ride)