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Drake and 21 Savage Lyrics

Broke Boys, the eleventh track from Drake and 21 Savage’s joint album, Her Loss, features the duo rapping about expensive living, flashy cars, and broke boys, read the official lyrics to ‘Broke Boys.’

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Drake & 21 Savage – Broke Boys Lyrics

[Part 1]

Verse 1: Drake
Yeah, ayy
Hop in that bitch and I start the V
Snakes in the grass so they harder to see
My brother would give up his life to the O
He told me he gon’ be a martyr for me
Said that she ready to come to the 6ix
I hit up Pauleen, the charter, the P
Ain’t really lead but I’m back in (Back in), I’m back in (Back in), I’m back in (Back in)
I’m riding around in Atlanta with Sav
‘Cause that nigga been going harder than me
Nothing had changed, I’m just harder to please
Ferrari is making an SUV
We ain’t got a choice, we ordering these
Shout out Noel for recording the V’s

Chorus: Drake
He know where this shit ’bout to go, ’cause nobody touching the flow
They say you alone at the top, but it’s gotta be lonely below
You boys getting ready to diss, but don’t even mention the O
And don’t even mention a foe unless you boys tryna go broke

Verse 2: 21 Savage & Drake
Woah, I got more stripes than Adidas
(Yeah, I got the stripes, but fuck Adidas, nigga)
I don’t chase bitches, I leave ’em
(Hoes screaming like I’m Justin Bieber, nigga)
I don’t get mad, I get even
(Hit you niggas like a buzzer beater, nigga)
I don’t get mad, I get even
(Hit you niggas then you gone)
Woah, all that foundation she wearing, she think she QC
Telling all my sneaky links you with me
You must be Coach K ’cause you ain’t P
I’m on a Jet like my last name Li
Two sticks in my hand like I’m playing the Wii
G Block Babies will spank you for free
We rough niggas up, now they begging for peace (G Block Babies)
Stepping on shit, I done fractured my toe
Born in October, I’m so OVO
Halloween come and he want to dress up but he don’t need no costume, I’m turning him ghost
She called me mucus, I stay in her throat
Stick hit that boy, got his ass hitting notes
My niggas wear masks so

Chorus: Drake
You know where this shit ’bout to go, ’cause nobody touching the flow
They say you alone at the top, but it’s gotta be lonely below
You boys getting ready to diss, but don’t even mention the O
And don’t even mention a foe unless you boys tryna go broke

[Part 2]

Verse: Drake
Ah damn, man, you niggas is the worst
Savage snatch you out ya crib, then drop you in a hearse
Baby, please, when we nervous, stop reachin’ in your purse
Nigga went and bought a house when he coulda bought a verse
Niggas dumb as fuck, imagine if I did that stupid shit when I was coming up
My crib feel like a hedge fund, I be in here just thumbing up
Know I’m SN1, till I’m done fucking London up
Niggas make me nauseous, I had enough of broke boys
I can’t talk to broke boys, yeah, I can’t talk to broke boys
I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys, wait, yeah
I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys, wait
All you niggas make me sick
All you niggas rapping ’bout the bricks and the licks
Then I hear in real life you living with your bitch
I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys
I can’t talk to broke boys
I don’t want no convo I don’t got no time for
Niggas posting mansion, living in a condo
Y’all be make believing, I can’t not relate to you
I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys
I cannot believe y’all was dissing on the old boy
I can’t even think on how you came up with that flow, boy
Please talk to someone else ’cause I can’t talk to broke boy
I can’t talk to broke boy, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to broke boys
I can’t talk to broke boys, nah, nah, I can’t talk to broke boys, I can’t talk to