"Tired Of Broke Bitchez (Based Freestyle)" lyrics

"Tired Of Broke Bitchez (Based Freestyle)"

Ayy, I'm tired of these broke bitches, yeah
Tired of these broke bitches, yeah
Fuck 'em hatin', what's up nigga

Ayy, tired of these broke bitches hatin'
You better keep your story to yourself, nigga no faking
Tired of these broke niggas faking (Yes)
Sit in that chair, keep waiting
New shit, new gangstas up to bat
Lil B's my friend, we ain't going back (Going back)
What I said and that's that (That's that)
I ain't fucking with these broke niggas, ain't fucking with these rats
Fucking with no suckers
I love you and I miss you but motherfuck you
That's real, fuck these broke hoes
And fuck these broke niggas and fuck these suckers though
Came in the game, bro, came in the game [?]
Now I came up, what you was looking for?
What you was doing bro? Lil B's my friend
Lil B's that gangsta, I'ma say that shit again
I know the BasedGod, it is what it is
Playing with me, I might have to split your wig
Playing with me, I drop fifty cash
Playing with me, that's your ass

It's your boy Lil B
Based Freestyle, I'm tired of these broke niggas
I said I'm tired of these broke niggas
I said I'm tired of these hating bitches, yeah
It's your boy Lil B, nigga
Big smoke


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