BRIOCHE ft. Nari Lyrics

I won't go broke for no bitch (hell nah, no)

I won't go broke for no bitch (no sir, no)

I won't go broke for no (no I won't no)

I won't go broke for no (hell nah, no)

Got that bass knocking is it the 808 or twelve?

I'm investing myself, I don't celebrate my wealth

Rollin deep with the gang, got a hoe named Adele

Keep it P every day, certified, can you tell?

Ain't going lie I'm shitfaced, wasted

Off the hen dawg, rolled up pedigree I'm faded

Won't go broke for no bitch I'm in love wit my paper

If it ain't about check too bad see ya later

Fucking up that Brioche

Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche

Born too fresh came out with a bankroll

Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche

Born too fresh came out with a bankroll

M's in my horoscope, I smell the dividends

Girl don't call my telephone, I'm not yo man I'm with yo friend

She identify as silicone, my pronouns F&N

Throw a couple racks on her go and split it with yo twin

She tied her hair up you know what that mean (she nasty)

Filming X-Rated in my backseat (going dumb)

42 on my shirt, guess I'm Jackie (yeah don't at me)

Bend the block to yo hoe I got the addy (made her come)

Got the crew in the cut like perioxide

We got bottles on deck have a good time

Celebrate every night like I got signed

Got yo bitch over here giving heart eyes

Dumb nigga don't piss me off

Want my spot don't know the cost

Double MM that's word to Ross

Mr. Freeze I froze the watch

Tell yo hoe I like the arch

In the field we like to march

Purple heart yeah call me Sarge

Everything in extra large

Got that bass knocking is it the 808 or twelve?

I'm investing myself, I don't celebrate my wealth

Rollin deep with the gang, got a hoe named Adele

Keep it P every day, certified, can you tell?

Ain't going lie I'm shitfaced, wasted

Off the hen dawg, rolled up pedigree I'm faded

Won't go broke for no bitch I'm in love wit my paper

If it ain't about check too bad see ya later

Fucking up that Brioche

Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche

Born too fresh came out with a bankroll

Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche

Born too fresh came out with a bankroll

Money, bitch

You know what I'm saying, good credit, gah damn 700 light shit

Young ass nigga on the beat I got a bankroll

How the fuck you mad cause you fucking on the same hoe?

Bitch I gotta smile on my face cause I'm a blow up

These niggas mad cause they can't even just show up

Bitch thought she was pretty when she almost made me throw up

I was just eating it out, I got my nose up

Almost thought I nutted got my shoes and just I froze up

She text my phone last night and I said hold up, gah damn

But I don't do the talking

Baby if you standing by my side you betta do the walking

Seen so many niggas change on me but I stay solid

Can't even tell the business get the money and stay private

But I don't do the talking

Baby if you standing by my side you betta do the walking

Seen so many niggas change on me but I stay solid

Can't even just tell my business get the money and stay private

Got that bass knocking is it the 808 or twelve?

I'm investing myself, I don't celebrate my wealth

Rollin deep with the gang, got a hoe named Adele

Keep it P every day, certified, can you tell?

Ain't going lie I'm shitfaced, wasted

Off the hen dawg, rolled up pedigree I'm faded

Won't go broke for no bitch I'm in love wit my paper

If it ain't about check too bad see ya later

Fucking up that Brioche

Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche

Born too fresh came out with a bankroll

Yeah, I'm fucking up that Brioche

Born too fresh came out with a bankroll

I won't go broke for no bitch (hell nah, no)

I won't go broke for no bitch (fuck no, no)

I won't go broke for no

(I won't broke)