Mad & Broke lyrics

[Intro]
(I...)
(I-I love you)

[Verse 1]
I just spent some bands on some sh*t I'on even need
Yeah, I walk up in the store and I buy everything
n*ggas mad as f*ck, get yo' bands up
I got bands, yeah
Might whack yo' mans, yeah
That Glock don't jam, nah
Yo' bih' my fan (AHHHHhhhh...)
You tote that Glock, you ran
My new ho bad, ten
f*ck n*gga, stop lackin'
Run up on that pus*y boy, left it tragic (AHHHH-)
n*gga broke as f*ck, that's why he di*k ride
Off the gas, I BEEN high
f*ck yo' man's, he BEEN dieddd (AHHHHhhhh...)
I'on got no time, like, why you tellin' lies?
See that sh*t right through yo' eyes
Bad ho finna ride, ride

[Verse 2]
Where yo' cash at?
Where yo' bag at?
Caught yo' man's, he lack-lack (AHHHHhhhh...)
Blowin' dope, that fat pack
Yeahhh, put yo' man's up in a fat pack
Yeahhh, b*tch, I kill sh*t like I'm Mad Max (AHHHHhhhh...)
f*ck n*gga steady hatin'
f*ckin' triеd, he a b*tch
.45 hit his sh*t (AHHHHhhhh...)
f*ck y'all n*ggas, y'all fake as sh*t
f*ck y'all n*ggas, y'all lame as sh*t
Turn it off, put it up in a ditch
Ran down and his ass got hit (AHHHHhhhh...)
Man down, you is not on sh*t
I knеw yo' ass was a b*tch
Broke n*gga, fake Rick
Tryna blow, patience
You can't do my flow, shut the f*ck up, lil' bro
I been gettin' this dope
n*ggas mad & they broke
Yeah, yeahhh
[Outro: Marrgielaa]
(He flops everytime he puts them random ass n*ggas on his sh*t)
(n*gga put somebody named Spoof on his tape, that is the craziest sh*t I've ever seen, bruh)
(That n*gga put a n*gga named Spoof on his f*ckin' tape, like, I can't even say that sh*t with a straight face, bruh)
('Cause-, yeahhh, Spoof is gon' go crazy! Let's be for real...)