Broke Boi by Apollo Voir Lyrics
[Hook]
You ain't getting cash
You a broke boy
How you drop a track
Making no noise
Used to have trap for the rent
Now it's lit I ain't gotta it no more, no more
X2
[Verse 1 :Apollo]
The way that I’m rhyming I’m barely breathing
The looks that you giving me can be deceiving
Now they know the boy can rap
Now they know the boy can snap
There’s no turning back
When I’m on track
Nigga you fucked up
Pussy nigga get your luck up
I’ve been running you motherfuckers ran out of stamina
See these niggas know me from China to fuckin Canada
I knew this
I’m a rap nucince
Stupid
Ruthless
I'ma leave you toothless
Truth is
I don’t fuck with you fake ass niggas no
Always dick ridin' cause you see that a nigga got potential
I don’t fuck with anybody everyone judge mental
My homie died that shit was sentimental
So I'ma get this money ain’t it funny
When you start working hard and you get these checks
And you get these checks had to trap for the rent
Had to trap for the rent
[Hook]
You ain't getting cash
You a broke boy
How you drop a track
Making no noise
Used to have trap for the rent
Now it's lit I ain't gotta it no more, no more
X2
[Verse 2 : Dino Noir]
Tell me how it feel to be just like you
6'1 But your attitude make ya 5'2
And the cash in ya bank gone equate to the path that you take
Ain't shocking like a damn raichu
In a 575 M like a haiku
Tryna stack high several M's like a tycoon
Like who get her wetter than a.....typhoon
She my type all sugar gimme.......type 2
Big bank
Loud dank
Hit her wit the super dick how I dictate
And If ye ain't got no chips getcha shit straight
Dawg you looking like a bitch wit a Mixtape
Bisque offa biscayne
Drinks up in South beach
Went to watch the heat but i jumped courtside from the Couch seats
Whatchu know about me
Guessing not shit
Getcha ass knocked out like Rousey
Ye ain't getting cash you a broke boy
Broke boy
Used to have a civic that was 04
04
Now I'm getting everything I hoped for
Hoped for
Used to tell tales bout my Ls like a Folklore
Now I'm really living it
Eminent acting ignorant
Why is it as soon as we get it we couldn't give a shit
Only way well even ya odds to exit the internet
We just had to reach for the stars it made us some anyway
Let it all play out now they all played out
Cop a zip n put 200 on my plug pay pal
Now im stuck still feelin like fuck they clout
When I'm up they down, so it's suck my suck my....dick!
[Outro: Apollo]
You ain’t getting money you a broke boy
See you ain’t doing shit you a joke boy
Talking shit finna' get smoked boy
Hollup wait a minute don’t choke boy
You ain't getting cash
You a broke boy
How you drop a track
Making no noise
Used to have trap for the rent
Now it's lit I ain't gotta it no more, no more
X2
[Verse 1 :Apollo]
The way that I’m rhyming I’m barely breathing
The looks that you giving me can be deceiving
Now they know the boy can rap
Now they know the boy can snap
There’s no turning back
When I’m on track
Nigga you fucked up
Pussy nigga get your luck up
I’ve been running you motherfuckers ran out of stamina
See these niggas know me from China to fuckin Canada
I knew this
I’m a rap nucince
Stupid
Ruthless
I'ma leave you toothless
Truth is
I don’t fuck with you fake ass niggas no
Always dick ridin' cause you see that a nigga got potential
I don’t fuck with anybody everyone judge mental
My homie died that shit was sentimental
So I'ma get this money ain’t it funny
When you start working hard and you get these checks
And you get these checks had to trap for the rent
Had to trap for the rent
[Hook]
You ain't getting cash
You a broke boy
How you drop a track
Making no noise
Used to have trap for the rent
Now it's lit I ain't gotta it no more, no more
X2
[Verse 2 : Dino Noir]
Tell me how it feel to be just like you
6'1 But your attitude make ya 5'2
And the cash in ya bank gone equate to the path that you take
Ain't shocking like a damn raichu
In a 575 M like a haiku
Tryna stack high several M's like a tycoon
Like who get her wetter than a.....typhoon
She my type all sugar gimme.......type 2
Big bank
Loud dank
Hit her wit the super dick how I dictate
And If ye ain't got no chips getcha shit straight
Dawg you looking like a bitch wit a Mixtape
Bisque offa biscayne
Drinks up in South beach
Went to watch the heat but i jumped courtside from the Couch seats
Whatchu know about me
Guessing not shit
Getcha ass knocked out like Rousey
Ye ain't getting cash you a broke boy
Broke boy
Used to have a civic that was 04
04
Now I'm getting everything I hoped for
Hoped for
Used to tell tales bout my Ls like a Folklore
Now I'm really living it
Eminent acting ignorant
Why is it as soon as we get it we couldn't give a shit
Only way well even ya odds to exit the internet
We just had to reach for the stars it made us some anyway
Let it all play out now they all played out
Cop a zip n put 200 on my plug pay pal
Now im stuck still feelin like fuck they clout
When I'm up they down, so it's suck my suck my....dick!
[Outro: Apollo]
You ain’t getting money you a broke boy
See you ain’t doing shit you a joke boy
Talking shit finna' get smoked boy
Hollup wait a minute don’t choke boy