Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tobias Theodor Garvey
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
[Intro]
Breakin' on a bitch only time I got a handout
Breakin' on a bitch only time I got a handout, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Ayy, breakin' on a bitch only time I got a handout
Ayy, it ain't shit to whip them bands out
I remember I was broke, I'm the man now
When they see me in the streets, they be fanned out
**** always come around with they hands out
Everywhere I go, I keep a drum like a band now
Any **** lookin' iffy gettin' fanned out
**** try to run up on me, it's a man down
[Verse 1]
Ayy, pick your mans up, ayy
Broke bitch, get your bands up, ayy
Broke **** can't stand us
Three hoes with me in the coupe like Santa, ayy
I just poured a **** rent in a Fanta, ayy
Cup dirty like a hamper
I be shittin' on these ****, I need Pampers
Every **** 'round me keep a stick like a camper (Bitch)
[Chorus]
Ayy, breakin' on a bitch only time I got a handout
Ayy, it ain't shit to whip them bands out
I remember I was broke, I'm the man now
When they see me in the streets, they be fanned out
**** always come around with they hands out
Everywhere I go, I keep a drum like a band now
Any **** lookin' iffy gettin' fanned out
**** try to run up on me, it's a man down
Written by: Tobias Theodor Garvey