If I Go Broke Fredo Santana (Ft. Alley Boy & Trouble)

[Intro: Fredo Santana]
Yeah, it's real niggas in my circle
We don't fuck with them fake niggas
You know?

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
All these niggas bitches, just take a look and see it
Take a look at my wrist, that bitch is on freeze
It's money over bitches, a bitch I don't need
'Cause I be trapping hard, hitting licks, smoking weed
Don't get my niggas started, they say we so retarded
See, these bricks I be coping, hit the block then I chop it
Can't leave my niggas starving, stuff the pounds in the garbage
Then throw it in my closet, I go broke then I'm robbin'

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
If I go broke, just know a nigga robbin'
50k up in my Robins, bitch, I don't need no wallet
Robbin' me? Stop it, I pull out and pop it
Then leave a nigga slum and walk off like it's nothing
Bitch I'm a fucking monster, bitch I move like a mobster
Just call me Fredo Gotti, got a chopper and a party
Gotta leave a nigga sloppy, so act tough if you wanna
Just to put you in the coma, it's all my next persona
I been going hard all goddamn week
I been rollin' off a molly, I ain't had no sleep
And my money where my mouth isn't, what you talk is cheap
Put this 30 where your mouth is, my pistol touch your teeth