[Intro: jaydes]

(You have no heart!)

Yeah, go

Woah, woah

Yeah, yeah, woah

[Chorus: jaydes]

Ask me how I'm goin' up and progressing

Niggas not makin' no money, that's depressing

Put some shots up in the song, he move aggressive

He need some insurance, got no straps, he defenceless

Self-produced, self-entitled, bitch, I'm like that

Born in Broward, that's my hood, put that on my back

Self-produced, self-entitled, bitch, I'm like that

Born in Broward, that's my hood, put that on my back

[Verse 1: bronclair]

Yeah, got too many clothes, too many shoes

[?] these bitches some fools

Don't fuck with us, I'mma grab my toolie

You niggas some lames, [?]

All of your bitch is fuckin' on live

[?] is screamin', go outside

Trust me nigga, you're not that guy

Fuckin' your bitch, now I leave, like "Bye"

I shape shift, nigga turned to a goat

Only take dubs, you already know

Designer on me like I wear Rick O's

Packed up boy, [?]

Bron and jaydes, yeah we on go

You talkin' that shit, we gon break out your door

[?]

[Verse 2: jaydes]

Switchy on me, I might put it back

All these hoes gon' switch up when they see the racks

[?] just like a bishop

Talkin' crazy, choppa handy mandy, it's gon' fix her

I would jugg your spot, have my niggas do it, can't risk it

Ballin' just like a 'lil Piston

Top of this shit with some pistols

Said it before, niggas ain't listening

I ain't know that was your bitch

Nobody told me, including her

In the end, bitch is around me, she's true to herself

[Chorus: jaydes]

Ask me how I'm goin' up and progressing

Niggas not makin' no money, that's depressing

Put some shots up in the song, he move aggressive

He need some insurance, got no straps, he defenceless

Self-produced, self-entitled, bitch, I'm like that (Bitch, I'm like that)

Born in Broward, that's my hood, put that on my back

Self-produced, self-entitled, bitch, I'm like that (Bitch I'm like that)

Born in Broward, that's my hood, put that on my back

[Verse 3: bronclair]

Yeah

Your boyfriend wanna be [?], sorry can't trust

And we know you bout on your shit, you got no fuss, yeah

Fuck your Soundcloud, your Insta, your Twitter

Only goin' up, yeah I'm only gettin' bigger

Nigga you not a loser, but shit you ain't a winner

Get this money fast, yeah I get this money quicker

[Outro: bronclair]

Woah, woah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah

Woah, woah, yeah yeah yeah