[intro: bleood]
B-r-o-k-, B-r- what, huh?
B-r-o-k-, B- what, what n***a
B-r-o-, B-r-o-, n***a
B-r-o-

[Verse 1: bleood]
B-r-o-k-e, I can never be
He talking down on 1c, but you know we what you wanna be
All these n***as wannabes like, aw, you think that's taunting me
We gon' leave your bodily fluids all on yo' white tee
Like, ew n***a, why you talkin' to me
I'm a breadphile, n***a, you ain't in those streets
I'm sick as fuck, don't smoke no weed
A line on me 'cause i'm that making green
I ain't getting punched, get up like instantly
B-r-o-k-e e-n***a, so I don't really care what the fuck you think
I smoked so much damn gas up in this heat, you know it stink
I hit that damn cart n***a you already know I'm gon' hit it 'til it blink

[Verse 2: Zootzie]
Lil bitch
If you b-r-o-k-e, get up out my face
If yo o-w-e mе, then you getting flamed
Likе that junk n***a, gettin' blazed
Fuck onna bitch then I go, go, shiny blade
Shiny blade
I'm a breadophile, count that cash up
Sending bullets, Super Sonic, like the Hedgehog
If you try us once, then you messed up
Walk up in the trap, make 'em jump, then we spaz on it
Made it with my crew, I don't need your help
Put the heater to his face, make his body melt
Swimmin in my bankroll, Michael Phelps
You're b-r-o-k-e, I can tell
[Outro: bleood]
He a breadophile
He a breadophile
He a-