Anything But Broke

[Verse 1: French Montana] Hit that block like twelve bundles Now a nigga G-5 tell number Reduce a fade, shades twelve hundred You know a nigga hot, bitch, twelve summers Ghost boy, thirty-four motherfucking show boy Yeah, on the motherfucking road, boy Chef on the motherfucking stove, boy, Coke Boy Started from the lockout, now buy the block out Started from a dropout Now I bring that drop out Hundred clip, small car, bad bitch, porn star Get money like an athlete, fuck you thought? [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] Man, them fuck boys know Ain't no wins over here We gon' fight and fucking shoot 'til our souls disappear Fuck next year, it's 'bout now, nigga Disrespect coming, knock you down, nigga He bleed like me, scared of no nigga Call me anything but a broke nigga [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] Tripping off a molly, wish a fuck nigga try me Tony got ru's in New York, California, and Raleigh Too turnt, bad bitches all in to party Playing with they nose, yeah, they high off that Bobby Sorry, you broke and I got money Flexed hard on 'em with the blood-red Rari Young boss shit, can't run a Maserati Every day call fly spirit in an Audi Free throw, and one, two hands nigga, Elijah Thomas, nigga Run that shit the fuck back I’m from where the boys get rowdy Disrespect me get your head on a bounty No pussy nigga, just real niggas around me Keep your head above water before a nigga drown me Doubt me, that’s a no-no nigga Love my boys, no homo, nigga Pulled up, no mask, dolo no nigga Bank account with me never solo, nigga Led a couple shots, now he holding his, nigga Waka Flocka Flame show rapping more realer Run down Grove feeling like Godzilla 808 blunts, inhaling that killer You tripping Can't stand up on Xans Cooking dope with no frying pans Yeah, it taste good, no Auntie Anne’s You see that flag hanging out my pants [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] Man, them fuck boys know Ain't no wins over here We gon' fight and fucking shoot 'til our souls disappear Fuck next year, it's 'bout now, nigga Disrespect coming, knock you down, nigga He bleed like me, scared of no nigga Call me anything but a broke nigga [Verse 3: Frenchie] Flocka, that blunt, nigga, you need to pass it BSM forever macking Throw it up, nigga, what’s cracking? What’s happening? I’m walking inside of that club and I’m getting that strapping Speed action So if I said that I’m gon' no need for you asking BSM all about a check You might hate us but you gon' show respect Nigga wanna act like hoes I’ma show you how that pussy get wet You ain't 'bout that life But you stay talking like you think you is I got all this ice It’s a frozen day when I throw my wrists Niggas fucking your chick It’s more sell than it gets Fight me over some money Nigga, don’t shoot me over no bitch Frenchie all on his shit You iced up, you a lick Bands will make her dance But this forty'll make you strip Yeah [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] Man, them fuck boys know Ain't no wins over here We gon' fight and fucking shoot 'til our souls disappear Fuck next year, it's 'bout now, nigga Disrespect coming, knock you down, nigga He bleed like me, scared of no nigga Call me anything but a broke nigga