Doin' a hundred miles on the dash Brodie talk bold, then we takin' the scat
Don't chase a ho when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a ho if they call up your man
Doin' a hundred miles on the dash Brodie talk bold, then we takin' the scat
Don't chase a ho when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a ho if they call up your man
Do you wanna be broke for the rest of your life
Do you wanna work and don't get out till it's five
And that's what's gonna happen if you don't do it right
And that's what it gon' happen if you chase a dyke
Way your life goes if you're chasin' a bitch
Way that it goes if your mind's on a trick
How dat yo girl but she up with some dick
And how dat yo show girl but she lookin' at this
F*ck is just up with all of these hoes
Lookin' for someone when you had your own
Lookin' for someone we could've been grown
Now when you hit, she fakin' her moan
Now I'm wakin', I'm goin', I'm back in the grind
Who gives a f*ck if the day is Valentine's
Thinkin' I'm stitchin', I'm broke, but I'm blind
Let me just talk, what is on my mind
Doin' a hundred miles on the dash
Brodie talk bro, then we takin' the scat
Don't chase a hoe when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a hoe if they call up your man
Do you wanna be broke for the rest of your life
Do you wanna work and don't yell out till it's five
And that's what's gonna happen if you don't do it right
And that's what it gon' happen if you chase a dyke
Now I wake up, I'm back, from this motherf*ckin' dream
Niggas couldn't ever tell me not a thing
Now I'm just movin', I'm just movin', please
I'm just really movin' on my own things
On my own things, all up on my way
They couldn't ever catch it to me, that's insane
They couldn't ever catch it to me, they gon' change
They gon' really fall out when they go to fame
I ain't never talkin' to no motherf*ckin' broke
And the nigga run up and he must be a joke
How your bitch really, she want me to poke
Now I just smoke more gas and I go for the tote
I'm smokin' on gas and I'm smokin' that Za
Nigga run up, he get punched in his jaw
I ain't never really put it on god
You can't never really trust a bitch, uh-uh
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Doin' a hundred miles on the dash Brodie talk bold, then we takin' the scat
Don't chase a ho when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a ho if they call up your man
Doin' a hundred miles on the dash Brodie talk bold, then we takin' the scat
Don't chase a ho when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a ho if they call up your man
Do you wanna be broke for the rest of your life
Do you wanna work and don't get out till it's five
And that's what's gonna happen if you don't do it right
And that's what it gon' happen if you chase a dyke
Way your life goes if you're chasin' a bitch
Way that it goes if your mind's on a trick
How dat yo girl but she up with some dick
And how dat yo show girl but she lookin' at this
F*ck is just up with all of these hoes
Lookin' for someone when you had your own
Lookin' for someone we could've been grown
Now when you hit, she fakin' her moan
Now I'm wakin', I'm goin', I'm back in the grind
Who gives a f*ck if the day is Valentine's
Thinkin' I'm stitchin', I'm broke, but I'm blind
Let me just talk, what is on my mind
Doin' a hundred miles on the dash
Brodie talk bro, then we takin' the scat
Don't chase a hoe when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a hoe if they call up your man
Do you wanna be broke for the rest of your life
Do you wanna work and don't yell out till it's five
And that's what's gonna happen if you don't do it right
And that's what it gon' happen if you chase a dyke
Now I wake up, I'm back, from this motherf*ckin' dream
Niggas couldn't ever tell me not a thing
Now I'm just movin', I'm just movin', please
I'm just really movin' on my own things
On my own things, all up on my way
They couldn't ever catch it to me, that's insane
They couldn't ever catch it to me, they gon' change
They gon' really fall out when they go to fame
I ain't never talkin' to no motherf*ckin' broke
And the nigga run up and he must be a joke
How your bitch really, she want me to poke
Now I just smoke more gas and I go for the tote
I'm smokin' on gas and I'm smokin' that Za
Nigga run up, he get punched in his jaw
I ain't never really put it on god
You can't never really trust a bitch, uh-uh
Don't chase a ho when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a ho if they call up your man
Doin' a hundred miles on the dash Brodie talk bold, then we takin' the scat
Don't chase a ho when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a ho if they call up your man
Do you wanna be broke for the rest of your life
Do you wanna work and don't get out till it's five
And that's what's gonna happen if you don't do it right
And that's what it gon' happen if you chase a dyke
Way your life goes if you're chasin' a bitch
Way that it goes if your mind's on a trick
How dat yo girl but she up with some dick
And how dat yo show girl but she lookin' at this
F*ck is just up with all of these hoes
Lookin' for someone when you had your own
Lookin' for someone we could've been grown
Now when you hit, she fakin' her moan
Now I'm wakin', I'm goin', I'm back in the grind
Who gives a f*ck if the day is Valentine's
Thinkin' I'm stitchin', I'm broke, but I'm blind
Let me just talk, what is on my mind
Doin' a hundred miles on the dash
Brodie talk bro, then we takin' the scat
Don't chase a hoe when you could chase that bag
Don't chase a hoe if they call up your man
Do you wanna be broke for the rest of your life
Do you wanna work and don't yell out till it's five
And that's what's gonna happen if you don't do it right
And that's what it gon' happen if you chase a dyke
Now I wake up, I'm back, from this motherf*ckin' dream
Niggas couldn't ever tell me not a thing
Now I'm just movin', I'm just movin', please
I'm just really movin' on my own things
On my own things, all up on my way
They couldn't ever catch it to me, that's insane
They couldn't ever catch it to me, they gon' change
They gon' really fall out when they go to fame
I ain't never talkin' to no motherf*ckin' broke
And the nigga run up and he must be a joke
How your bitch really, she want me to poke
Now I just smoke more gas and I go for the tote
I'm smokin' on gas and I'm smokin' that Za
Nigga run up, he get punched in his jaw
I ain't never really put it on god
You can't never really trust a bitch, uh-uh
Writer: xavier olguin
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