[Intro: ISSBROKIE & brokie's mother]
Ayy, Mom say something about the beginning of this song
What do you want me to say?
Anything
Anything
Okay
Shoutout to Mom
(I don't produce)
I've been working way too hard recently
I just gotta make some dumb shit
With alotta bass, like that
Yeah (Brokie, give me some fucking socks)
Hey, hey, huh
[Verse]
How can these rappers be stealing my flows
They be stealing my jokes, don't Louis CK
How can these rappers be doing the most, tryna get me to go
Like bitch, go away
Bitch it's Yung Brokie, got heat like a stove
If you need me, I'll be in the [?] with a [?]
Rollin' in smokin' that shit [?] a bitch in a booth
I don't know what to say, I carry heat in my waist band
I put the heat to his dome like a face tan
Pussy talk shit, he won't turn on his facecam
He know I spit with a stick like a cave man
He know I'm smokin' on dick like a k man
I stay in the city, I'm out 'causin' mayhem
I'm beating my chest like I'm mofuckin' ape, man
I stay blowin' up 'till I'm feeling like Baymax
I'm fuckin' a bitch named "Uzaki" she like my Versache
Designer on my body, I stay with a rocket
Then sleep on her knockers 'cause head on her ass
Then I'm bouncin' off of it
I'm bouncin' up on him, my phone in a [?]
And I hop in a booth and you know I'm Hip-Hopin'
They talk about genres, I'm talkin' like bunny
Like Kirby2cool, that bitch callin' me "Bunny"
That shit is too funny, you rappin' and still get no money
I keep me a Glock, have a bitch tryna run that
Keep me an opp at the back of my truck
I ain't playin', I might pull up with the truck, I might shoot at his [?]
I'ma keep it a hundred, I keep me a thot, and I keep me a slut
That boy talkin' shit he gon' deep throat the blunder buss
Fuck with us, Karmamob our shit but you know that you under us
Bitch, it's Yung Brokie has money, I'm stackin'
None of these rappers be up in my bracket
Some of these rappers talk like they be bout it
All of these rappers is actin' like faggots
If you talkin' shit, then we get to the pack
And I'm fuckin' his mom, while takin' her back in
I head to our block for a minute, I'm back in
Fuckin' her back, I'ma make me some rap shit
[Interlude]
Literally, I just wanna make some rap shit
[Verse 2]
Bad bitch, wearing my dick like a choker
That jewish bitch suckin' my dick, she don't care if it's kosher
Ex bitch wanted some closure, I gave her some closure
She hit me up, nah, I just ghost her
Bitch, I want smoke like a stoner
Shoutout to that faggot boy [?]
He wantin' that clout now
Comin' off dumb like a clown now
I'll fill that faggot ass bitch, with a pow down
[Outro]
I'm cleaning, bruh, I'm cleaning it
Yeah, clean my Jordans, you fuckin' peasant
Ayy, Mom say something about the beginning of this song
What do you want me to say?
Anything
Anything
Okay
Shoutout to Mom
(I don't produce)
I've been working way too hard recently
I just gotta make some dumb shit
With alotta bass, like that
Yeah (Brokie, give me some fucking socks)
Hey, hey, huh
[Verse]
How can these rappers be stealing my flows
They be stealing my jokes, don't Louis CK
How can these rappers be doing the most, tryna get me to go
Like bitch, go away
Bitch it's Yung Brokie, got heat like a stove
If you need me, I'll be in the [?] with a [?]
Rollin' in smokin' that shit [?] a bitch in a booth
I don't know what to say, I carry heat in my waist band
I put the heat to his dome like a face tan
Pussy talk shit, he won't turn on his facecam
He know I spit with a stick like a cave man
He know I'm smokin' on dick like a k man
I stay in the city, I'm out 'causin' mayhem
I'm beating my chest like I'm mofuckin' ape, man
I stay blowin' up 'till I'm feeling like Baymax
I'm fuckin' a bitch named "Uzaki" she like my Versache
Designer on my body, I stay with a rocket
Then sleep on her knockers 'cause head on her ass
Then I'm bouncin' off of it
I'm bouncin' up on him, my phone in a [?]
And I hop in a booth and you know I'm Hip-Hopin'
They talk about genres, I'm talkin' like bunny
Like Kirby2cool, that bitch callin' me "Bunny"
That shit is too funny, you rappin' and still get no money
I keep me a Glock, have a bitch tryna run that
Keep me an opp at the back of my truck
I ain't playin', I might pull up with the truck, I might shoot at his [?]
I'ma keep it a hundred, I keep me a thot, and I keep me a slut
That boy talkin' shit he gon' deep throat the blunder buss
Fuck with us, Karmamob our shit but you know that you under us
Bitch, it's Yung Brokie has money, I'm stackin'
None of these rappers be up in my bracket
Some of these rappers talk like they be bout it
All of these rappers is actin' like faggots
If you talkin' shit, then we get to the pack
And I'm fuckin' his mom, while takin' her back in
I head to our block for a minute, I'm back in
Fuckin' her back, I'ma make me some rap shit
[Interlude]
Literally, I just wanna make some rap shit
[Verse 2]
Bad bitch, wearing my dick like a choker
That jewish bitch suckin' my dick, she don't care if it's kosher
Ex bitch wanted some closure, I gave her some closure
She hit me up, nah, I just ghost her
Bitch, I want smoke like a stoner
Shoutout to that faggot boy [?]
He wantin' that clout now
Comin' off dumb like a clown now
I'll fill that faggot ass bitch, with a pow down
[Outro]
I'm cleaning, bruh, I'm cleaning it
Yeah, clean my Jordans, you fuckin' peasant
( "BROKIE" )
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