John X Smith - Broke Bitch Lyrics

Pull up in the Rover with my Savage he da Rose
Drop a hundred fifty for the 14 karat gold
Her pussy, shit so clean I swear it's made for my nose
You f*ckin' with my team then your body gon turn up cold

I ain't got no time for no broke bitch
A hundred racks in my jeans
I ain't show shit
And I just poured up another four
I ain't noticed
And she be gone up off the snow
Cuz she the coldest

Big bills like Ndamukong Suh
She f*ckin' for red on her shoes
She ain't finna wake up
She gon hit on the snooze
I'm sick bitch, I'm down with the flu

Popped a pill and then drank
Pussy pop peeling paint
F*cked a bitch 'till she faint
Now she callin' me a saint

No Drew Breeze
But I'm ballin' motherf*cker
I ain't Bruce Lee
But I'mma chop a motherf*cker

I ain't choosey
But bad bitch'll get my dick
I'm in the two seat
Cuz that four'll make me sick ya

Pew, pew pew pew
She think I am cute ah
We tight like a noose ah
I ain't callin' a truce
And this ain't a flook ya
No no no
She love me

Pull up in the Rover with my Savage he da Rose
Drop a hundred fifty for the 14 karat gold
Her pussy, shit so clean I swear it's made for my nose
You f*ckin' with my team then your body gon turn up cold

I ain't got no time for no broke bitch
A hundred racks in my jeans
I ain't show shit
And I just poured up another four
I ain't noticed
And she be gone up off the snow
Cuz she the coldest

Popped like two Norcos with the wine
Ain't that f*cked up
But I ain't finna drive
Livin' it up while I'm still alive
Cleanin' up, in and out with the tide

Said I'm fly with no stylist on
But, bitch I keep it hard like it's teflon
And bitch I do it all 'till the rest is gone yeah
And I ain't finna sleep 'till the mess is gone

Ain't f*ckin' with a bitch she a groupie
Got a bad bitch, but she boujee
Hear a bitch loose call her goosey
But, I'mma find out what the truth is

I'm a ruthless motherf*cker I ain't lying
That's why I don't keep phony motherf*ckers by my side
I ain't lying

Pull up in the Rover with my Savage he da Rose
Drop a hundred fifty for the 14 karat gold
Her pussy, shit so clean I swear it's made for my nose
You f*ckin' with my team then your body gon turn up cold

I ain't got no time for no broke bitch
A hundred racks in my jeans
I ain't show shit
And I just poured up another four
I ain't noticed
And she be gone up off the snow
Cuz she the coldest