This is the intro to El Fine
Ha gator gang
Rep that green flags, I'ma let y'all see who I am
Ha Ha gator gang, let's go
I ain't never wanna stunt, flexing no chain
Rockin' no fronts, bitch got no brain but she givin' me some
Tell her to leave before she gon' come
Money consolidate, doggin' that bitch and it's on delay
Give me that smoke, yeah throw me that shade
I'm livin' so broke, I'm never gon' change
Money ain't make me, validate me
Bear down, that's a windy statement
40 acres and a mular, now that's some reparation's
Bingin' on bottom shelf beer, buyin' a bottle to conquer my fear
No L7's up in my sphere
Flow Visine, I get clear
Big booty bitches drop it low in the VIP
Talkin' money but she know she gonna f*ck for free
Uh
Know I got the recipe
None of these bitches ever get the best of me
Broke boy livin' in a rich boy dream
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy spendin' well above his means
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Chasin' the bag, trying on stuff that we never gon' have
Never don' have
Now that we out on the road
They swearin' that El got the swag
Push the Kia to the club
No we ain't gon' valet it
Denim vodka bill
Lookin' like a down payment
No cap nigga, that's the dress code
Shrem life nigga, that's no flex zone
Spendin' some money we never gon' see
Never had money so what's it to me
Champagne dreams with a 40 budget
Broke right now but El gon' make that come up
Big booty bitches drop it low in the VIP
Talkin' money but she know she gonna f*ck for free
Uh
Know I got the recipe
None of these bitches ever get the best of me
Broke boy livin' in a rich boy dream
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy spendin' well above his means
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
The intro to El Fine
To give you a little background
You ever have shit you wanna say or you wanna talk your shit
But it's not in your personality
Well if you know Alpha you know I ain't got a big ego
But sometimes I wanna talk my shit
And when I wanna talk my shit
That's when El Fine comes out
Gator gang
Ignorant
So welcome to El Fine
This is the story of El Fine coming soon
Alpha Male - Intro to El Fine: Broke Boy Lyrics
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This is the intro to El Fine
Ha gator gang
Rep that green flags, I'ma let y'all see who I am
Ha Ha gator gang, let's go
I ain't never wanna stunt, flexing no chain
Rockin' no fronts, bitch got no brain but she givin' me some
Tell her to leave before she gon' come
Money consolidate, doggin' that bitch and it's on delay
Give me that smoke, yeah throw me that shade
I'm livin' so broke, I'm never gon' change
Money ain't make me, validate me
Bear down, that's a windy statement
40 acres and a mular, now that's some reparation's
Bingin' on bottom shelf beer, buyin' a bottle to conquer my fear
No L7's up in my sphere
Flow Visine, I get clear
Big booty bitches drop it low in the VIP
Talkin' money but she know she gonna f*ck for free
Uh
Know I got the recipe
None of these bitches ever get the best of me
Broke boy livin' in a rich boy dream
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy spendin' well above his means
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Chasin' the bag, trying on stuff that we never gon' have
Never don' have
Now that we out on the road
They swearin' that El got the swag
Push the Kia to the club
No we ain't gon' valet it
Denim vodka bill
Lookin' like a down payment
No cap nigga, that's the dress code
Shrem life nigga, that's no flex zone
Spendin' some money we never gon' see
Never had money so what's it to me
Champagne dreams with a 40 budget
Broke right now but El gon' make that come up
Big booty bitches drop it low in the VIP
Talkin' money but she know she gonna f*ck for free
Uh
Know I got the recipe
None of these bitches ever get the best of me
Broke boy livin' in a rich boy dream
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy spendin' well above his means
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
The intro to El Fine
To give you a little background
You ever have shit you wanna say or you wanna talk your shit
But it's not in your personality
Well if you know Alpha you know I ain't got a big ego
But sometimes I wanna talk my shit
And when I wanna talk my shit
That's when El Fine comes out
Gator gang
Ignorant
So welcome to El Fine
This is the story of El Fine coming soon
Ha gator gang
Rep that green flags, I'ma let y'all see who I am
Ha Ha gator gang, let's go
I ain't never wanna stunt, flexing no chain
Rockin' no fronts, bitch got no brain but she givin' me some
Tell her to leave before she gon' come
Money consolidate, doggin' that bitch and it's on delay
Give me that smoke, yeah throw me that shade
I'm livin' so broke, I'm never gon' change
Money ain't make me, validate me
Bear down, that's a windy statement
40 acres and a mular, now that's some reparation's
Bingin' on bottom shelf beer, buyin' a bottle to conquer my fear
No L7's up in my sphere
Flow Visine, I get clear
Big booty bitches drop it low in the VIP
Talkin' money but she know she gonna f*ck for free
Uh
Know I got the recipe
None of these bitches ever get the best of me
Broke boy livin' in a rich boy dream
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy spendin' well above his means
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Chasin' the bag, trying on stuff that we never gon' have
Never don' have
Now that we out on the road
They swearin' that El got the swag
Push the Kia to the club
No we ain't gon' valet it
Denim vodka bill
Lookin' like a down payment
No cap nigga, that's the dress code
Shrem life nigga, that's no flex zone
Spendin' some money we never gon' see
Never had money so what's it to me
Champagne dreams with a 40 budget
Broke right now but El gon' make that come up
Big booty bitches drop it low in the VIP
Talkin' money but she know she gonna f*ck for free
Uh
Know I got the recipe
None of these bitches ever get the best of me
Broke boy livin' in a rich boy dream
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy spendin' well above his means
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
Broke boy
I ain't got no money ho
Broke boy
Credit, this ain't debit ho
The intro to El Fine
To give you a little background
You ever have shit you wanna say or you wanna talk your shit
But it's not in your personality
Well if you know Alpha you know I ain't got a big ego
But sometimes I wanna talk my shit
And when I wanna talk my shit
That's when El Fine comes out
Gator gang
Ignorant
So welcome to El Fine
This is the story of El Fine coming soon
Writer: Alexander Frisina
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid