Lyrics Broke Toys - French The Kid

She ain′t fucking with no broke-

She ain't fucking with no broke boys
Baby, soon I′ll be a baller
Young, was playing with broke toys
Still I really had to woon her
Baby, streaming got me rich
Stacking my money from music, I'm sailing my ship
Stackin my-, sailin my-, yeah

She ain't fucking with no broke boys
Baby, soon I′ll be a baller
Young, was playing with broke toys
Still I really had to woon her
Baby, streaming got me rich
Stacking my money from music, I′m sailing my ship
Stackin my-, sailin my-, yeah
I'm sailing my ship

Sittin′ in a pub with the boys and the dream that I really got paid (got Paid)
Not from that trap shit, all from that rap shit
Now I'm gonna blow up a marvelous game (marvelous Game)
Boy, I trapped in the rain
But fuck all them olders I never got paid (nah, I never got paid)
Just work′s insane
But got 'em all back
What a devilish chain (baow)

When I walk in the room, all eyes on my team, all eyes on us (on us)
Had a couple shot to the bar
Had to scrap them back to the car
With the feds all cuffed
Got peng tings callin′ me up
Like "French come round for a pack and a puff"
Fuck that shit girl, when I do that stuff (I don't do that stuff)
Fuck another man, you ain't really that buff

Like
You ain′t really my type
Don′t cap for your life
Don't cap for your friends (for your friends)
Anyone that touch my family
Four-man up in a blacked out Jeep or Benz (Benz)

I don′t really fuck with press
Where men never lied in a track?
Don't lie to my pen (don′t lie to my pen)
Fuck your knife
I'll take my pride
Heart of a lion straight out of the den

You stabbed millions of fiends
Now I have meetings with Bobby about music
Rolling ′round with my Gs
Don't care about the money 'til I can abuse it
Yeah
I just wan′ run it all up with the gang
Now I got baddies with me in that trap and you don′t understand

She ain't fucking with no broke boys
Baby, soon I′ll be a baller
Young, was playing with broke toys
Still I really had to woon her
Baby, streaming got me rich
Stacking my money from music, I'm sailing my ship
Stackin my-, sailin my-, yeah

She ain′t fucking with no broke boys
Baby, soon I'll be a baller
Young, was playing with broke toys
Still I really had to woon her
Baby, streaming got me rich
Stacking my money from music, I′m sailing my ship
Stackin my-, sailin my-, yeah
I'm sailing my ship

J'ai wap sur moi que tes frères arrivent
Tu connais ma gueule
Ouais, tu connais ma team
Bas les couilles de ces fils de pute qui sont en ligne
Sur la vie de ma mère, j′te trouve, on t′abîme (on t'abîme)

Used to move for the crack
Never new to the catch
Yeah, I′ve moved that way (yeah, I've moved that way)
Now I got more tracks than the lab packs
Not a dab tray, not a gab until I move less bait (′til I move less bait)

But I don't care about fame
I care about the money
Let me concentrate (let me concentrate)
′Til I got more O's in the bank
Smoking the dank
Older than Frank
I'm a UK great (UK great)