Dead Broke

Shout out cockdog
Shout out cockdog and D.DAY lad
Shout out Dawiday
Thats his rap name lad D.DAY
Yeah, yeah they dead broke
Yeah you talking about that money
But you dead broke
Bitch, yeah you dead broke
Yeah Doja Cat, cause she do what I say so, yeah
Bullets gonna give you a halo, yeah huh I don'
T fuck with no hoe, I don't fuck with no hoe, I don't
Fuck with no hoe, That's for sho (sho sho)
Yeah, always on the go, go Yeah
Bitch I always move, bitch I never lose
Bitch I only take, only take W's, See
Me on the news, see you on the news
Yeah, your dead body, that shit all over the news
Left the murder scene, yeah, with no fucking clues
Call my money bruised, all that shit is blue
Blue money everywhere
When I step in the party, yeah, all the bitches stare
Say he gon fight, bitch, why would I care?
Bitch, I'm touchable, yeah, you can't touch me
I'm a motherfucking pro, you a rookie
Fuck with me, I'll make you crumble like a cookie
Yeah they dead broke
Yeah you talking about that money
But you dead broke
Bitch, yeah you dead broke
Yeah Doja Cat, cause she do what I say so, yeah
Bullets gonna give you a halo, yeah huh I don'
T fuck with no hoe, I don't fuck with no hoe, I don't
Fuck with no hoe, That's for show (show)
(yeah yeah)
I be tweaking hard after all that white shit that
I snort I don need money selling green I do that shit for sport
Watch out cause I place things harder than it be
Roll up on me, try and test me, I start going on a killing spree
Can't respond, you'll be six feet under like a tree
Always keep it on me, watch your life, or you'll D.I.E
Yeah, yeah, got the gun that's for sure
Yeah, you know I got that gun that's for sure
I be wearing all black with a mask and I got the pole
I be stalking you at night waiting to take your soul
In a row, I'll hit you in your head, and your chest
The cold winter night, next is some I ain't me the best
Better come prepared, better wear your helmet and your vest
Catch you alone at night, I don't really care, how I'm dressed
I'm the small guy with this big gun, I'm like a pest
Stay in your lane, don't fuck with me, I won't be stressed
I be on the streets, I be chilling, gobbling, having fun
Run up on me nine times out of ten, you know I got that gun
Watch I be smoking, all I know is that he's fucking calm
Do make me mad or a crash I make that whole town run
Yeah, yeah, got the gun that's for sure
Yeah, you know I got that gun that's for sure
This gun ain't for show show leave you screaming, no, no
Crying, mother's calling Popo
Better use your head after this show, you won't have it no more
I might still be shooting if he runs in the store, store
Yeah
Yeah they dead broke
Yeah you talking about that money
But you dead broke
Bitch, yeah you dead broke
Yeah Doja Cat, cause she do what I say so, yeah
Bullets gonna give you a halo, yeah huh I don'
T fuck with no hoe, I don't fuck with no hoe, I don't
Fuck with no hoe
That's for show show
Yeah always on the go go