[Intro]
SAINT
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She ain't fucking with no broke

[Chorus]
She ain't fucking with no broke boys, baby, soon, I'll be a baller
Young, was playing with broke toys, still, I really had to warn her
Baby, soon, we gon' be rich
Stacking my money through music, I'm sailing my ship
Stacking my, sailing my, yeah
She ain't fucking with no broke boys, baby, soon, I'll be a baller
Young, was playing with broke toys, still, I really had to warn her
Baby, soon, we gon' be be rich (Be rich)
Stacking my money through music, I'm sailing my ship
Stacking my, sailing my, yeah
I'm sailing my ship

[Verse 1]
Sitting in a pub with the boys and the dream that I really got paid (Got paid)
Not from that trap shit, all from that rap shit
Now I'm gonna blow up a marvellous game (Marvellous game)
Boy, I trapped in the rain, but fuck all them olders, I never got paid (Nah, I never got paid)
Just work's insanе, but got 'em all back, what a devilish chain (Baow)
When I walk in thе room, all eyes on my team, all eyes on us (On us)
Had a couple shots to the bar, had to scrap them back to the car with the feds all cuffed
Got peng tings calling me up like, "French, come round for a pack and a puff"
Fuck that shit, girl, I don't do that stuff (I don't do that stuff)
Fuck another man, you ain't really that buff like
You ain't really my type, don't cap for your life, don't cap for your friends
Anyone that touched my family, four-man up in a blacked-out Jeep or Benz (Benz)
I don't really fuck with twats where men never lied in a track, don't lie to my pen (Don't lie)
Fuck your knife, I'll take my pride
Heart of a lion straight out of the den
[Pre-Chorus]
Used to have meetings with fiends
Now I have meetings with Robby 'bout music
Rolling 'round with my G's
Don't care about the money til' I can abuse it, yeah
I just wan' run it all up with the gang
Now I got baddies with me in that trap and you don't understand

[Chorus]
She ain't fucking with no broke boys, baby, soon, I'll be a baller
Young, was playing with broke toys, still, I really had to warn her
Baby, soon, we gon' be rich
Stacking my money through music, I'm sailing my ship
Stacking my, sailing my, yeah
She ain't fucking with no broke boys, baby, soon, I'll be a baller
Young, was playing with broke toys, still, I really had to warn her
Baby, soon, we gon' be be rich (Be rich)
Stacking my money through music, I'm sailing my ship
Stacking my, sailing my, yeah
I'm sailing my ship

[Verse 3]
J'ai un wap et sur moi quand tes frères ils arrivent
Tu connais ma gueule, ouais, tu connais ma team
Bats les couilles de ces fils de pute qui sont en ligne
Sur la vie de ma mère, j'te trouve, on t'abîme
Used to move for the crack, never new to the catch, yeah, I've moved that way
Now I got more tracks than the lab packs
Not a dab tray, not a gab until I move less bait (Until I move less bait)
But I don't care about fame, G, I care about the money, let me concentrate (Let me concentrate)
'Til I got more O's in the bank, smoking the dank, older than Frank
I'm a UK great (UK great)
[Outro]
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