Текст Waka Flocka Flame – Anything But Broke

Bridge:
Trippin’ off molly with your fuck niggas
Tony got rules in New York, California and robbin’
Too turnt bad bitches all in the party

Verse 1:
Hit that block like twelve bundles
Now a nigga G-5 tell number
Reduce a fade, shades twelve hundred
You know a nigga hot bitch twelve summer
Ghost boy, thirty-four motherfuckin’ show boy
Yeah, on the motherfuckin’ road boy
Chef on the motherfuckin’ stove boy
Coke Boy
Started from the lockout now by the block out
Started from a drop out
Now I bring that drop out
Hundred clip small car bad bitch porn star
Get money like an athlete, fuck you thought?

Hook:
Man them fuck boys know
Ain’t no wins over here
We gon’ fight and fuckin’ shoot ’til our souls disappear
Fuck is you ’bout now, nigga?

Bridge

Verse 2:
I’m from where the boys get rowdy
Disrespect me get your head on a bounty
No pussy niggas, just real niggas around me
Keep your head above water before a nigga drown me
Doubt me, that’s a no-no nigga
Love my boys, no homo nigga
Pulled up, no mask, throw no nigga
Bank account with me, never solo nigga
Let off a couple shots now he holdin’ his nigga
Waka Flocka Flame show rappin’ more realer
Run down Grove feelin’ like Gongzilla
808 blunts inhalin’ that killer
You trippin’
Can’t stand up on Xan’s
Cookin’ up dope with no fryin’ pans
Yeah, it taste good, no Auntie Anne’s
You see that flag hangin’ out my pants?

Hook

Verse 3:
Flocka, that blunt nigga you need to pass it
BSM forever mackin’
Throw it up nigga, what’s crackin’?
What’s happenin’?
I’m walkin’ inside of that club and I’m gettin’ that strappin’
Speed action
So if I said that I’m gon’ pull it, no need for you askin’
BSM all about the trap
You might hate us but you gon’ show us some respect
Nigga wanna act like hoes
I’m a show you how that pussy get wet
You ain’t ’bout that life
But you stay talkin’ like you think you is
I got all this ice
It’s a frozen day when I throw my wrists
Niggas is fuckin’ your chick
It’s more foul than it gets
Fight me over some money
Nigga don’t shoot me over no bitch
Frenchie all over his shit
You ice’d up, you a lick
Bands a make her dance
But this forty will make you strip
Yeah…

Hook