Broke (feat. Thomas Rhett)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Chorus I'm so used to bein' broke, but not no more I'm buyin' all the things I never could afford Like, what the hell Top-shelf We gon' toast tonight to temporary wealth Mama told me, Baby, save it Knowin' me, I probably won't All this money in my pocket gotta go I'm so used to bein' broke Oh One, two, three Verse 1 Remember days like just last week There wasn't nothin' in the kitchen left to eat Girl, what you want What you want Go pick it out Pick it out My wallet lookin' bigger than my belly now Girl, what a shame What a shamе They slept on me Thеy comin' back and now they crawlin' on they knees Ain't nothin' changed, same old me Came up on some change, but that doesn't change a thing Chorus I'm so used to bein' broke Oh yeah But not no more I'm buyin' all the things I never could afford Like, what the hell Like, what the hell Top-shelf Top-shelf We gon' toast tonight to temporary wealth Mama told me, Baby, save it Knowin' me, I probably won't All this money in my pocket gotta go I'm so used to bein' broke Ah One, two, three Bridge Airbnb, up in the Hills It costs as much as little brother's college bills Like, seven rooms Seven rooms Called all my friends Ah They on the way across the country in a van You know, I can't promise that this is gonna last forever Hey Ooh, yeah, yeah But since I got it, we all gonna spend it together, yeah Gether, gether Chorus I'm so used to bein' broke Oh yeah But not no more Not no more I'm buyin' all the things I never could afford Never could afford Like, what the hell What the hell Top-shelf Top-shelf We gon' toast tonight to temporary wealth Mama told me, Baby, save it Knowin' me, I probably won't All this money in my pocket gotta go I'm so used to bein' broke Ah One, two, three