Broke Boys Lyrics - 21 Savage, Drake - Her Loss (2022)

 

Description:

Song: Broke Boys

Album: Her Loss

Singer: 21 Savage, Drake

Lyrics: Drake, 21 Savage, Wheezy, Tay Keith, Jack Uriah, Audio Anthem

Music: Wheezy, Tay Keith, Jack Uriah, Audio Anthem, KrishnaMusic, Luke Crowder, C Gutta
Music Label: OVO Sound, Slaughter Gang, Republic Records

Lyrics: 

[Part I]

Yeah, ayy

Hop in that bitch and I start the V

Snakes in the grass so they harder to see

My brother would give up his life to the O

He told me he gon’ be a martyr for me

Said that she ready to come to the 6ix

I hit up Pauleen, the charter, the P

Ain’t really lead but I’m back in (Back in), I’m back in (Back in), I’m back in (Back in)

I’m ridin’ around in Atlanta with Sav

‘Cause that nigga been goin’ harder than me

Nothin’ had changed, I’m just harder to please

Ferrari is makin’ an SUV

We ain’t got a choice, we orderin’ these

Shout out Noel for recordin’ the V’s

He know where this shit ’bout to go, ’cause nobody touchin’ the flow

They say you alone at the top, but it’s gotta be lonely below

You boys gettin’ ready to diss, but don’t even mention the O

And don’t even mention a foe unless you boys tryna go broke

Woah, I got more stripes than Adidas

(Yeah, I got the stripes, but fuck Adidas, nigga)

I don’t chase bitches, I leave ’em

(Hoes screamin’ like I’m Justin Bieber, nigga)

I don’t get mad, I get even

(Hit you niggas like a buzzer-beater, nigga)

I don’t get mad, I get even

(Hit you niggas then you gone)

Woah, all that foundation she wearing, she think she QC

Tellin’ all my sneaky links you with me

You must be Coach K ’cause you ain’t P

I’m on a Jet like my last name Li

Two sticks in my hand like I’m playin’ the Wii

G Block Babies will spank you for free

We rough niggas up, now they beggin’ for peace (G Block Babies)

Steppin’ on shit, I done fractured my toe

Born in October, I’m so OVO

Halloween come and he want to dress up but he don’t need no costume, I’m turnin’ him ghost

She called me mucus, I stay in her throat

Stick hit that boy, got his ass hittin’ notes

My niggas wear masks so—

You know where this shit ’bout to go, ’cause nobody touchin’ the flow

They say you alone at the top, but it’s gotta be lonely below

You boys gettin’ ready to diss, but don’t even mention the O

And don’t even mention a foe unless you boys tryna go broke

[Part II]

Ah damn, man, you niggas is the worst

Savage snatch you out ya crib, then drop you in a hearse

Baby, please, when we nervous, stop reachin’ in your purse

Nigga went and bought a house when he coulda bought a verse

Niggas dumb as fuck, imagine if I did that stupid shit when I was comin’ up

My crib feel like a hedge fund, I be in here just thumbin’ up

Know I’m SN1, ’til I’m done fuckin’ London up

Niggas make me nauseous, I had enough of broke boys

I can’t talk to broke boys, yeah, I can’t talk to broke boys

I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys, wait, yeah

I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys, wait

All you niggas make me sick

All you niggas rappin’ ’bout the bricks and the licks

Then I hear in real life you livin’ with your bitch

I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys

I can’t talk to broke boys

I don’t want no convo I don’t got no time for

Niggas postin’ mansion, livin’ in a condo

Y’all be make believin’, I can’t not relate to you

I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys

I cannot believe y’all was dissin’ on the old boy

I can’t even think on how you came up with that flow, boy

Please talk to someone else ’cause I can’t talk to broke boy

I can’t talk to broke boy, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys

I can’t talk to broke boys, nah, nah, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to

That nigga’s crazy