Lyrics Broke Rich - Jodye Jo

Yeah yeah
Shoutout my nigga Rootz man
Aye yo where Franny at
Skrilla Reign shit nigga
Mes Loki on the boards nigga
It's baby boy in this thang hold on
Aye aye
You know what it is nigga

Broke Rich, nigga talkin' out your neck with it
Flex fitted, we all know you cappin', come correct with it
Never did it, got a bad bitch but you never pimp it
I can worry about the business, you can worry 'bout these bitches

Boy is that a v-neck? Hold up, imma roast your fit
Nigga light the blunt up, you ain't got to toast the shit
Ya girl keep callin' me, hang up and I ghost the bitch
The plug keep stalling me, I wonder if he ever snitched

Talk about the coke and shit gassed, tell your folks and shit
Shorty sniffing around the business, trying to stick her nose in it
Designer run dumb small, wonder if the clothes will fit
The pack tumbling Gabby Douglas, yeah you know the flip

Blow a zip, keep it on the low, nobody know and shit
Come around your home and shit breaking your fucking nose and shit
Like you Owen shit, crooked than a bitch
Yeah I guess all of your homies snitched, got you talking with a lisp

Walking with your head down, mouth shut, hood on
Thought you was big boy 'finna put the hood on
Putting you in place the same niggas you put on
Cut you out the game cocaine I put a foot on

Hand me down clown thought you running the town
I can't hear a sound, they want the white girl that you bring around
Need the crown, tell me how a hoe gonna hold it down
Slow it down, I been with my dogs coming out the pound

These niggas broke rich, out the neck with it
Flex fitted, we all know you cappin', come correct with it
Never did it, got a bad bitch but you never pimp it
I can worry about the business, you can worry 'bout these bitches

It's baby boy up in this bitch but don't tell Yvette
Who bout it bout it they steady dipping around my set
Pop a clip into that tech, blow then reset
Girl I been a vet to hide a hickey when it's on the neck

Ain't no disrespect, girl for real, I just crush a lot
Ice around her box, I'm a work it like I missed a spot
You on the clock, like Omarion, tick and tock
Missing on the block and got Marcus out here kicking rocks

But you always steady preaching about that loyalty
Humble as can be, but you flexing like you royalty
I been hearing shit, damn bitch it's annoying me
Frat boy in the pics you know I got all my boys with me

You gon' take a cool L trying to hit these rows
I bring the steel like Zoolander, when he hit his pose
But I thought you a gangster, everybody knows
We put that shit in parentheses just like Virgil clothes

Another night in the telly, another virgin nose
Like the room off of Belly, the room was white as snow
What the fuck y'all in here for, man you got to go
Point me out a phony like its eenie meenie minie moe