歌词
Bitch I'm coming for that check
Let it sit, let it stack
Only got a couple racks
Gotta sell a couple packs
You already know that
Keep the money, keep it flowing
You already know where we're going
To the top, black art, never stop
Like we're running from the cops
We're surrounded by these ops
From the NC to the OK, never play
Broke Boys, we're blazing every day
Got that blue dream smoke blowing up in the air, never care
Always smelling like smoke, who the fuck cares
After hearing this shit, gotta pop some flares
And if you think you fuck with us, well don't you dare