Playboi Carti
Broke Boi (Video Version)
[Intro]
Audi, Bimmer, Benz with the roof up
Still on this goop punch, three gram, boof blunt, high as fuck
Called up some hoes, let's go to Lenox Square
Might just go icey my wrist, might just go cop me some squares
Keep a small circle, I can't fuck with squares (Ayy)
I had to get it how I got it, n***a life ain't fair (Ayy)
Spilled that lean all on my kicks and got another pair (Ayy)
I say fuck them two hoes, man I got another pair (Ayy)
This is trap music, bitch
Ayy, what that ho talkin' bout?
I don't know (Ayy)
I don't know, I don't know (Yeah)
Cash Carti (Bitch)
Cash (Hold on), Cash Carti

[Chorus]
Broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy
Broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy
Broke boy, broke boy (Ayy, uh)

[Post-Chorus]
Why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys? (Broke boys)
In the mall buyin' ice 'cause he a broke boy (Ayy)
I can't even kick it with these broke boys (Broke boys)
He ain't come to buy a pack 'cause he a broke boy ('Cause he a broke boy, yeah)

[Verse]
Bitch I'm goin' through the sack 'cause I'm no broke boy (Uh)
Runnin' up the check on these broke boys (Runnin' up the check, n***a)
Put some bands on your neck and have you murked, boy (Bands on your neck, n***a)
Bitch I'm ballin' on these n***as, ballin' (Ayy)
Bitch I'm ballin' on these n***as, first they hatin', he so pussy (Yeah)
Don't cross your partner, pussy, that's a pussy for some pussy (What?)
Always talk about me ('Bout me)
Still ain't never shook me (Shook me)
I'm a real n***a from the Flat, can't overlook me (Nah)
Fifteen hundred, n***a, if you're tryna come and book me (Ayy, uh)
N***a gonna fuckin' book me (Gonna fuckin' book me)
Keep that choppa on me, my grandma watchin' me (Ayy)
Fuck my Jesus piece, I might squeeze the piece (Uh)
Hold out on my way, I might flood the streets (Tryna flood the streets, Ayy)
And I'm on this lean, I won't make a scene (Uh)
N***a front on me, I'ma make a scene (Uh)
Run up in his shit, run up in his shit (Ayy)
Audi, Bimmer, Benz with the roof up
Still on this goop punch, three gram, boof blunt, high as fuck
Called up some hoes, let's go to Lenox Square
Might just go icey my wrist, might just go cop me some squares
Keep a small circle, I can't fuck with squares (Ayy)
I had to get it how I got it, n***a life ain't fair (Ayy)
Spilled that lean all on my kicks and got another pair (Ayy)
I say fuck them two hoes, man I got another pair (Ayy, Carti, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
Broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy
Broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy
Broke boy, broke boy, broke boy (Uh)

[Post-Chorus]
Why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys? (Broke boys)
In the mall buyin' ice 'cause he a broke boy (Ayy)
I can't even kick it with these broke boys (Broke boys)
He ain't come to buy a pack 'cause he a broke boy ('Cause he a broke, yeah)

[Outro]
Why should I keep juggin' all these broke boys?
In the mall buyin' ice 'cause he a broke boy
I can't even kick it with these broke boys
He ain't come to get a pack 'cause he a broke boy (Yeah)
He a broke boy, he a broke boy
He a broke boy (Yeah, ayy, ayy)
Cash Carti (Cash Carti)
Carti (Carti), Carti (Carti)
Cash Carti (Cash Carti)
Carti (Carti), Carti (Carti, Carti, Carti)
Yeah, yeah, itraC hsaC, yeah, yeah