Текст песни #BrokeBoys (feat. Odee-Loh & Dreskii) - Veyster

Y'all really be broke out here cuz, internet money team, bitch
Brokeboyz Incorporated, bitch, get up with us, tap in, run it up

Niggas cappin' for a hundred days and a hundred nights
You the type to get a hundred K and blow it on some ice

If you fuck with Dre the wrong way, your ass gon' probably die
It's a classic of your time, that a nigga hit the mic

Mm, nigga, Odee a legend
My nigga Dre back to rappin', yeah, I get the message

I been real, if you faked, I don't really know what to tell you
I got motion everywhere, I'm finna move to Texas
Niggas flashin' petty cheese, that is not impressive
Pussy boy talkin' crazy, you are not a stepper

Walked into the mall, they said they smell it on me
Yeah, I know them niggas fake, I don't want them around me
I don't wanna rap no more, I feel it's out of style
How the fuck you ain't snitchin', it's on the file

You niggas really broke as hell, they make me smile
Damn, like it make me laugh
Vey brought the stang back out, gon' punch the gas
I'm lane changin', I'm lane switchin'

Three, five grams up in this wood the grain different
Subtractin' niggas from your game, but it's makin' the same difference
Grab a chopper, let it bang, at a nigga his face missin'
Promoting change on the world, that's why we bought like eight switches

If it's really like that, get a brush and go paint fences
I'm finna say that
How you break no motion, it's the same difference
If it's really like that, get a brush and go paint fence

Picasso to his face, my bro like to paint niggas
I ain't sayin' no homo, I really paint bitches
Nigga I was in the game, we ain't sittin' on the same benches
Cross a bitch out my life, I don't show no interest

Had to get him out my life, I came to my senses
Shit be comin' up the head, I don't need no pencil

My big bro called a body, now he servin' ten to life
What if I told you I had sauce that could change your life

Got a 10K invoice, got to up the price
Niggas really be fake flexin', that is not your ice
Seen bro really flip a bag off a game of dice
Made her come here, no rizz, I just use my eyes

Niggas ain't smokin' good gas, it be dog shit
Talking hella crazy, that's the reason your dog hit

We got motion on the map, you a small blip
I can't fuck with this white girl, she got small lips

Got a red bone, she got a fat ass, but got small hips
I know a midget nigga, stay with them blues, he a small crip

Broke Boys Incorporated, that's why I talk different
50 bands in my pocket, nigga, so I walk different

I don't even got no shit to say, but.
Me and my niggas just ran this bitch in
Fuck all you goofy ass niggas