[Intro: Uncredited Men & Payroll Giovanni]
Aye, everywhere I go, its a nigga hatin' on y'all, mane
Talk bout Doughboyz this, Doughboyz that
How you feel about that?
Mane, I ain't got no words for these niggas, mane, these niggas
[Hook: Payroll Giovanni]
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
Mane, you lil niggas
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
You gone as hell and still
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
And you hoes too you
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
Not one, nigga all y'all
Broke
[Verse 1: Doughboy Roc]
Niggas acting like they like me, talk behind my back
You can tell the way I'm walking, I got the strap
How you feeling cause I'm checking niggas temperature
Got a bad bitch, I don't fuck with hoes who insecure
[?] they been secure, these niggas lying they broke as hell
Talk it down hoe, we fell
Fuck niggas, we gettin' mail
Second gun taste but I'm still copping fire arms
Tatted up on both arms, your bitch still wearing Phat Farm
Gucci belt hold my Tru's up
Its a problem I call dude up
Hoes say I'm a rude fuck
But they love me anyway
She rather fuck with me over your dirt ball ass any day
Niggas tryna stop Roc, they know where I'm headed
I'm just tryna do my thang, [?]
Doughboyz Cashout, don't you never forget it
Motherfuckers be trippin', niggas gossip like bitches
Try to add on my riches, nigga handle your business
Aye, everywhere I go, its a nigga hatin' on y'all, mane
Talk bout Doughboyz this, Doughboyz that
How you feel about that?
Mane, I ain't got no words for these niggas, mane, these niggas
[Hook: Payroll Giovanni]
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
Mane, you lil niggas
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
You gone as hell and still
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
And you hoes too you
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
Not one, nigga all y'all
Broke
[Verse 1: Doughboy Roc]
Niggas acting like they like me, talk behind my back
You can tell the way I'm walking, I got the strap
How you feeling cause I'm checking niggas temperature
Got a bad bitch, I don't fuck with hoes who insecure
[?] they been secure, these niggas lying they broke as hell
Talk it down hoe, we fell
Fuck niggas, we gettin' mail
Second gun taste but I'm still copping fire arms
Tatted up on both arms, your bitch still wearing Phat Farm
Gucci belt hold my Tru's up
Its a problem I call dude up
Hoes say I'm a rude fuck
But they love me anyway
She rather fuck with me over your dirt ball ass any day
Niggas tryna stop Roc, they know where I'm headed
I'm just tryna do my thang, [?]
Doughboyz Cashout, don't you never forget it
Motherfuckers be trippin', niggas gossip like bitches
Try to add on my riches, nigga handle your business
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