BROKEASF – Flute (ft. Rich The Kid) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

BROKEASF comes forward with “Flute” featuring Rich The Kid. Listen, stream, buy, watch the video, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song.

Brokeasf Flute

BROKEASF continues to make a name for himself as one of the more energetic young artists coming out of Florida. At just 18 years of age, BROKEASF has been able to cultivate a nice fanbase for himself and has even garnered the attention of big artists. This is especially true on his brand new track called “Flute” which just so happens to have a future from Rich The Kid, who is a well-established name at this point.

This track definitely lives up to its name as we are met with some booming 808s and you guessed it, a looping flute line. The flute has become a lot more popular amongst hip-hop instrumentals over the years, and with “Flute,” BROKEASK makes it the focal point.

BROKEASF – Flute (ft. Rich The Kid)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Swerving in this bitch
Ain’t no [?]
Bitch
Ain’t no damn backwood
Aye, look, look

[Chorus]
She blow that dick just like a flute
I hit your boo and then I hit the booth
Snipers on the roof, you can’t duck
We up any goose
Fill a nigga juice
Bitch, I’m the truth
Bitch, I get the loot
She eat me like a fruit (Ou)
He see me, what it do?
He ain’t even shoot, he just acting cool
Acting for them views
Okay, cool, we gon’ pull up smooth
Slip and slide like Lew
Doo-doo-doo, what that choppa do
Yeah, we dropping you and locking you
Yeah, I’m popping too
And she topped the crew, sloppy too

[Verse 1]
Yeah, we mopping you
Catch em flocking too
And then we chopping you
If you roll then I’m rocking too
We got lots of tools
We got lots of sticks
We got hella hammers
Fill a nigga nanna for that dissing on that Camera
We gon swing through
Light your ass up just like a candle
If a nigga want some smoke, then we had to knock some councillors
I catch that nigga, “Drrt!” we gon hold his ass for Ransome
Bitch, all that tweeting and shit
We gon swing in, swing out
Yeah, we bang shit
Same shit, damn right, we on that gang shit
That lame shit, she ain’t even let the gang hit
Dissing on the gram just for clout will get your brain split

[Chorus]
She blow that dick just like a flute
I hit your boo and then I hit the booth
Snipers on the roof, you can’t duck
We up any goose
Fill a nigga juice
Bitch, I’m the truth
Bitch, I get the loot
She eat me like a fruit (Ou)
He see me, what it do?
He ain’t even shoot, he just acting cool
Acting for them views
Okay, cool, we gon’ pull up smooth
Slip and slide like Lew
Doo-doo-doo, what that choppa do
Yeah, we dropping you and locking you
Yeah, I’m popping too
And she topped the crew, sloppy too