BIG P, Kodect - Broke and Sad lyrics

Do the take alright, ar, ar, ar, ar, ar, ar
Ar, ar, ar, ar, ar, ar
Take fifty-four
Take fifty-three, fifty-three hehe, haha ha
Ah, cough cough, Fortnite ha

This song’s gay but I won't admit it

Got no cash, buddies broke
Get my ass to class this song trash
I can’t even get the place to smash
Empty bags, full of cash, that I never had
A lil’ sad, 'bout the hate
I guess that’s too bad, ayy

Now I’m broke and sad ayy
That shit make me mad ayy
No one bought my song ayy
I guess that’s too bad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy
That shit make me mad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy

Shit’s wack haha, Christian’s black
Hehahhaheheh cough

Got no cash, buddies broke
Get my ass to class this song trash
I can’t even get the place to smash
Empty bags, full of cash, that I never had
A lil sad, 'bout the hate
I guess that’s too bad

Suck a dick, cum be sour like a lemon
Republic of Yemen was from 1967
Slap your bitch, on the ass
And I smash and dash
Boy you hating, masturbating
‘cause you not this fast
Hitting fast like I’m dash from Incredibles
Talking bank and I’m only making decimals
Your homie in the lab like chemicals
Next time we in the lab
I’ll swallow your homie's genitals
All this fame in the game that I never had
Late claim false name like an undergrad
Busting ass, pop a cap
Then you swerve and crash ayy
Hit so fast got a rash, and I do the dash ayy
Everyday I’ll be gay, If you hit me deep
Every night, beat my meat, then I go to sleep
She be sad, she call me dad
But, I’m broke and sad ayy, yeah
I’m broke and sad

Got no cash, buddies broke
Get my ass to class this song trash
I can’t even get the place to smash
Empty bags, full of cash, that I never had
A lil’ sad, 'bout the hate
I guess that’s too bad, ayy

Now I’m broke and sad ayy
That shit make me mad ayy
No one bought my song ayy
I guess that’s too bad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy
That shit make me mad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy

Got no cash, buddies broke
Get my ass to class this song trash
I can’t even get the place to smash
Empty bags, full of cash, that I never had
A lil’ sad, 'bout the hate
I guess that’s too bad, ayy

Now I’m broke and sad ayy
That shit make me mad ayy
No one bought my song ayy
I guess that’s too bad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy
That shit make me mad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy
Now I’m broke and sad ayy