Broken Hearts

K Swisha K backwood, fuck you mean Yo, smoke real good, feel real good We can't get out wood Oh Ben and Jerry big round two I could go rounds too Watch me look around you Smoke a quarter pound ooh Niggas want my sounds too Heard them niggas used to fuck around and clown you But not no more Want to drop a couple bands at the Gucci store We them lame niggas baby, yeah you too beautiful Yeah I be at the bank, smell like stank, just the usual I be at the bank, smell like stank, just the usual This ain't somethin' that you used to Break your heart shawty, boo hoo, oh You love me, oh, oh You love me, oh, oh You love me, oh, oh You love me I want Chanel Stuck in the mail Damn oh oh oh, told 'em myself I can't lie shawty need some help Ay, racks on my belt Shawty too fine, she making me melt, woah Nike like I'm balling on the court Why you looking like you know you can't afford K Backwood, yup I think they want some more They hated on me now a nigga on tour I'm smoking real gas, yeah the half on a pack Shawty cute and she small but that ass still fat I've been doin' my thing, put a nigga on the map I've been doin' my thing, put a nigga on the map K Backwood, hey Copped two chains and that shit's too bright She's so fine and her ass so bright I wonder why they really wanna be like us Wonder why they really wanna be like us Copped two chains and them shit's too bright She's so fine and that ass so bright I wonder why they really wanna be like us Wonder why they really wanna be like us