B.B.C Lyrics

I'm in the Broke Boys Clubs

Bitches come around say they want a thug

Meet the boy then they fall in love

Frugal with the cash I don't budge

Well connected best friends with the plug

She saw the biceps now she curious

Quick chit chat think I'm hilarious

But ima Virgo she Sagittarius

But I'm flyer than a bird

I don't use words

Catch her with my eye and I know I'm getting heard

Now I'm tweetin for the the weekend

Tryna get to freakin

Slid into her insta DM's then we started speaking

Told her I'm a Broke Boy she found it quite intriguing

Took her for a date last week now the girl got feelings

But I ain't got no time for love

Way too many reasons

Yeah

Way too many reasons

And I told her I don't fall in love

I'm a broke boy I don't fall in love

Finna be the next up

This the Broke Boys Club

I'm in the Broke Boys Clubs

Bitches come around say they want a thug

Meet the boy then they fall in love

Frugal with the cash I don't budge

Well connected best friends with the plug

She wanna top me

I'm a broke boy I don't buy jewellery

I stay smart with the money

Invest my P

I got stocks in Amazon and Tesla b.

I want them commas

You blow ur money

like marijuana

My baby mumma

Tryna be the next Madonna

Say what you wanna

STFU

I live the Broke Boy Life

No Prada for my wife

I like to save my P

And trap my ends at night

When my soldiers take their leave

We treat our woman right

Sticky chicken fried rice

Always be polite

And I told her I don't fall in love

I'm a broke boy I don't fall in love

Finna be the next up

This the Broke Boys Club

I'm in the Broke Boys Clubs