BROKEY
[Intro]
Yeah.
Ayy.
Talkin’ big on a broke budget is insane.
[Verse 1]
Bitch, you loud but your money on airplane mode
Fake flex, fake chains, fake rich code
Whole damn fit scream “I borrowed this”
Still actin’ elite, girl, be serious
You ain't toxic, you just messy and unemployed
Talk slick online, in person paranoid
Big mouth, zero funds, that's comedy
Talkin’ “boss moves” from your mama’s Wi-Fi property
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up—
Who gassed you? who lied?
You poppin’ off with expired pride
I like my checks long, my circle tight
You like cappin’ for clicks every damn night
[Chorus]
BROKEY — stop speakin’ on me
Broke attitude with a luxury IG
Bad bitch energy, VIP only
You doin’ too much… and still lonely
BROKEY — mad ‘cause I levelled up quick
Talk cheap, wallet thin, ego too thick
I want cash stacks, fast tracks, top tier shit
You want attention… same thing? not it.
[Verse 2]
I came in clean, whole room got tense
Face card dangerous, rent-free influence
You chase clout, I chase commas
You start beef, I start commas
Damn, you obsessed, get help or a hobby
Always in drama, never in a lobby
Tryna act hard with a prepaid flex
Bitch, your “rich era” still buffering… next.
[Bridge]
Uh—
Pretty and petty, dangerous combo
Talk reckless, move like a Lambo
Too hot, too booked, too hard to copy
Stay mad, stay broke… couldn’t be me.
[Final Chorus]
BROKEY — don’t kill my vibe
Main character shit, I don’t stand in line
Big boss mood, all gas, no safety
Brokey behavior? couldn’t pay me.