Video Why Are You So Broke by Acid Souljah Letras

Acid Souljah - Why Are You So Broke Lyrics

[Intro: Christ Dillinger]
Yeah, man, how the Hell you so broke?
Yeah, uh-huh, man, how the Hell you get so broke?

[Verse 1: Christ Dillinger]
Man, how the Hell you get so broke?
How the Hell these niggas get so broke?
These niggas be broker than Joe Dirt
These niggas broke and they pockets hurt
How the Hell you got a negative income?
Nigga makes negative two hundred dollars a week
I make a pair of brand new Rick Owens a week
You can measurе in brand new Rick Owens
I get paid еvery five business days
You been broke for twenty business days
Dope sell out in zero business days
I reduce a nigga's bitch to just a puddle
How the fuck you broke and dumb? Pick a struggle
All you broke niggas need to do a huddle
Y'all niggas need to huddle up and come up with a plan
You broke as fuck, nigga, stop doing Xans
I walk in, I'm the Louis V man, you walk in, you the Michael Kors man
How the fuck you the Ksubi jean man? I got Amiri's and hella bands
I honestly wearing Amiris, I only wear Amiri's for my Pop Smoke fans
You broke as Hell, got no bands, you broke as fuck, got no motion
It's cool to be broke if you got motion
If you broke with no motion, kill yourself
I take four Percs, damn near killed myself, how the fuck you broke in 2023?
2022 the government handed out money for free
You so broke, I'll give you the dope for free
You so broke, you might get on TV
You broker than Chief Keef with a shoestring belt
So damn broke, you got to ask for help, big ass chain on like Michael Phelps
[Verse 2: Pistolero2k]
Look at the way I swag, I'm off two Percs, got me on my ass
I see twelve, I'm doing the dash, ayy, look at the way I count that cash
Ayy, where the fuck your racks at?
And you keep that bitch, 'cause [?] had that
Put your man's in a 3.5, yeah, Allah Akbar
Ayy, yeah, I'm counting up racks, but I still pop bars
I feel like Joe Biden when I'm off of that Perc
I feel like the shit when I'm moving that work
I get that white, make a crackhead twerk, Glock 19 make him do a back flip
Talk my shit on the mic, I don't need no adlibs
Walk in that bitch, I know I'm the shit
Call up DJ Phat, walked in with that Tris
Pour a deuce in my cup and I mix it with Tuss'
Ride with my Glock, I don't need no love
Can't love no thots, I don't need no love
I'm off three Percs and it still not enough
I'm so high, I be smoking with minions
Let's do a drive-by, the windows, they tinted
I'ma crash out, [?], we run to the racks
Number one contended, yeah, Lero2k, on the P, I just shitted
In 2023 you still doing whippets
Can't fuck with you, dumb boy, bitch, I been did it

[Verse 3: Acid Souljah]
You think you set the swag, but we already did that shit
When it's cold outside I put that Moncler on my fit
We're based and we're negative
If you want a feature from me, you got to pay for it
Everything I say has meaning, I ain't just saying shit
We pull up to your city and we sell out a show
I might kill a promoter if he acting like a ho
If I don't fuck with the promoter at the venue I'm doing lame shit
I'm pissing on the floor in the bathroom, I'm pissing in the trash can
I'm stealing beers from the bar and I don't even drink
I gave them to my friends who were under twenty one and they got sauce
The venue got hit with fines, it was awesome
You should book me for a show, I promise I won't act like that
I took a Xan and crashed out, my friends asking me, "Why you act like that?"
I said, "What you talking about?"
They said, "You stole my wallet and my Xbox, and broke into my house"