lirik lagu leeky bandz - nomore
[intro]
(cook that sh~t up, quay)
go
go
yeah, go
[chorus]
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
f~cked up the pack, it won’t happen no more (no)
i used to wear the same clothes
love all my brothers, them n~ggas on go
and they got pounds for the low
f~cked up the pack, it won’t happen no more (facts)
i’m in traffic with racks and a pole
my jeans is distressed, i had holes in my clothes (woah)
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
i f~ck up the re~up, start baggin’ up soap (go)
i used to wear the same clothes
love all my brothers, them n~ggas on go
and they got pounds for the low
f~cked up thе pack, it won’t happen no more (facts)
i’m in traffic with racks and a pole
my jеans is distressed, i had holes in my clothes (go)
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
[verse 1]
i used to trap right on patrick, now we gettin’ booked for a show
i remember my pops didn’t show up, now we gettin’ dough
i got my mama neck froze
they was laughin’, i’m smashin’ your ho
i can hit when i want
i put it in, make her jump
i stayed down, kept it real from the jump
if you real, then this money ain’t nothin’
ain’t pullin’ no bluffin’
it ain’t like i came from the— (go)
cutters come through, better hush
been countin’ up
money counter, count it up
i ain’t gettin’ stuck
somebody touch me, it’s a hunt
do what i want, put you on the menu like lunch
mix up the lean with the punch (go)
my shooter don’t punch
hop out the window and hunch (yeah)
put them hundreds in a bunch (go)
remember that b~tch tried to front (yeah)
i ain’t gettin’ stuck
somebody touch me, it’s a hunt
i do what i want, put you on the menu like lunch
remember that b~tch tried to front
i throw on givenchy to stunt
only my squad i trust, i just got my dollars up
i ain’t workin’ hard enough
them n~ggas is plottin’, but they ain’t runnin’ up
them n~ggas is smart enough (go)
[chorus]
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
f~cked up the pack, it won’t happen no more (no)
i used to wear the same clothes
love all my brothers, them n~ggas on go
and they got pounds for the low
f~cked up the pack, it won’t happen no more (facts)
i’m in traffic with racks and a pole
my jeans is distressed, i had holes in my clothes (woah)
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
i f~ck up the re~up, start baggin’ up soap (go)
i used to wear the same clothes
love all my brothers, them n~ggas on go
and they got pounds for the low
f~cked up the pack, it won’t happen no more (facts)
i’m in traffic with racks and a pole
my jeans is distressed, i had holes in my clothes (go)
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
[verse 2]
i keep them racks like a racket
come from the mud, made it happen (yeah)
my mama thought this sh~t was magic
come to my hood, we gon’ tax him (go)
i am too young for attachments
hit her once, never call back (no)
stood on all ten, that’s facts
i could leave the cheese for the rats (yeah)
glizzy with a beam, it’s attached (go)
fiends still fiend for the pack
we ain’t never leavin’ with that
n~gga try to leave with the pack (yeah)
bizzy put the beam to his back (grrt)
you was never leavin’ with that (no)
i put off~white on my shooter (go)
i just put jewels on my jeweler (go)
clip hang long like a ruler (go)
i ain’t in school, but i’ll school ya (no)
shooter pop off on a scooter
i could give game to my tutor (go)
go to my hood, i’m like buddha
gettin’ free bands like future
i keep the grip for extortion
these n~ggas scared and they nauseous (yeah)
it’s an n~o like new orleans
ice on my chain, i been ballin’ (go)
we came from nothin’, we bossin’
and i’m gon’ die for respect
this ain’t ig, i got checks
this ain’t nike, with this tec
i send a shot at your chest
tennis sit right on my neck (go)
[chorus]
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
f~cked up the pack, it won’t happen no more (no)
i used to wear the same clothes
love all my brothers, them n~ggas on go
and they got pounds for the low
f~cked up the pack, it won’t happen no more (facts)
i’m in traffic with racks and a pole
my jeans is distressed, i had holes in my clothes (woah)
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
i f~ck up the re~up, start baggin’ up soap (go)
i used to wear the same clothes
love all my brothers, them n~ggas on go
and they got pounds for the low
f~cked up the pack, it won’t happen no more (facts)
i’m in traffic with racks and a pole
my jeans is distressed, i had holes in my clothes (go)
what you know ’bout bein’ broke?
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