City Girls Broke Boy Lyrics

If you a broke boy, stay the f_ck out my way
These n_ggas be lyin' on they d_ck with a f_ckin' straight face
Boy, I am not your b_tch, so what the f_ck is you sayin'?
You just a n_gga lyin' on your d_ck with a f_ckin' straight face

You said you f_cked Miami, we don't believe you
I'm too bad for you n_ggas, you gon' need proof
Lyin' on the Gram, puttin' on like you the man
You don't do what you want, you just do what you can
You ain't a boss, you be flexin' your lil' Cut
You ain't even eatin' right, I can see it in your gut
I'm a bad b_tch, a savage b_tch
A lot of n_ggas wish they could grab it
They can't have this, I know that sh_t get you mad
Every time you come around, I be holdin' out my hand
Where the money at? Broke ass n_gga
Put something in it, f_ck you talkin' 'bout?

If you a broke boy, stay the f_ck out my way
These n_ggas be lyin' on they d_ck with a f_ckin' straight face
Boy, I am not your b_tch, so what the f_ck is you sayin'?
You just a n_gga lyin' on your d_ck with a f_ckin' straight face

It's always the n_ggas who ain't f_ck who got the most to say (bye)
Oh, I'm a hoe and a freak, but you gettin' played (at all)
Wouldn't let your broke ass eat it on a bad day (neva')
Keep me out your groupchat, man, that sh_t lame (thanks)
Ole scrub ass n_gga
"Damn, baby, where my hug?" ass n_gga
Always lookin' buzzed ass n_gga (tired ass)
I'm 'bout my money, so you know it's f_ck n_ggas (f_ck n_ggas)
F_ck 'em, I do 'em dirty, and I duck 'em (facts)
Can't take you back, he turned nothing into something (nah)
Callin' me "bae" 'round your boys, boy you buggin' (boy, what)
Told 'em we f_ckin', and you know we really wasn't (neva')

If you a broke boy, stay the f_ck out my way
These n_ggas be lyin' on they d_ck with a f_ckin' straight face
Boy, I am not your b_tch, so what the f_ck is you sayin'?
You just a n_gga lyin' on your d_ck with a f_ckin' straight face