[Intro]
(Yanabu, you going crazy, nigga)
Yeah, yuh, okay, yuh
(ISSBROKIE)
[Verse 1]
Smokin' out the bargain and talkin', committin' so good
I got me a bitch, and she be thicker than a phonebook
Yeah, she's shy as hell, she's gettin' dressed, and saying "Don't look"
That lil' fuckboy dissin' me, I promise that I won't look
Held up on your bitch, that's where they drop and leave you so shook
T-Teacher talking shit, I'll slap their bitch ass with a Chromebook
I-I-I got me a femboy sucking dick, I got my soul took
Tha-that boy call me daddy, lil' faggot, get your phone took
Back with the raps, I be strapped with all these cats
Okay, my pack in the back, get the bat, this shit is gas, okay
Okay, my homies in the trap, cookin' up like a lab, okay
My bitch is snortin' crack off hеr ass, look at that, okay
[Bridge]
Okay, why do these rappers talkin' on mе when I'm winnin' anyway?
I'm gettin' more money than your father would on any day (Okay, okay)
I just bought a bong off of this rap shit, 'cause I'm getting paid
Shoutout to my momma for believing that I got bills to pay
[Verse 2]
I milked the game for all it's fuckin' money, need a milli back (Yeah)
These rappers don't want beef because they know we not built the same (Yeah, haha!)
I kill and slay all of my opponents, and then I kill they bae' (Yuh)
I'm really with the straps and machinery, I might melt the K (Yuh, bop-brrr)
I'm like damn, I-I-I might buy a land, mhm
I might buy a farm, mhm, I might buy some led
Get the fuck up off my spot 'fore you die right where you stand
That lil' fuckboy is the cops, he don't like when I make bands
That lil' fuckboy look like Notch, he don't like that I be trans
I might hit you with this Glock, it might leave you in a trance
Bitch, I stay with KARMAMØB, we might slide up on your mans
We gonna beat me out of his skin, that lil' fuckboy don't got hands
[Outro]
That's why you don't shit, you fucking pussy! Haha!
Yeah, yea-huh, yeah, yeah
Me and Fony Wallace send them off (Yeah, ayee, yeah, aye)
Shoutout to that boy bang back, yeah, smokin' on that pack, yuh (Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yanabu, you going crazy, nigga)
Yeah, yuh, okay, yuh
(ISSBROKIE)
[Verse 1]
Smokin' out the bargain and talkin', committin' so good
I got me a bitch, and she be thicker than a phonebook
Yeah, she's shy as hell, she's gettin' dressed, and saying "Don't look"
That lil' fuckboy dissin' me, I promise that I won't look
Held up on your bitch, that's where they drop and leave you so shook
T-Teacher talking shit, I'll slap their bitch ass with a Chromebook
I-I-I got me a femboy sucking dick, I got my soul took
Tha-that boy call me daddy, lil' faggot, get your phone took
Back with the raps, I be strapped with all these cats
Okay, my pack in the back, get the bat, this shit is gas, okay
Okay, my homies in the trap, cookin' up like a lab, okay
My bitch is snortin' crack off hеr ass, look at that, okay
[Bridge]
Okay, why do these rappers talkin' on mе when I'm winnin' anyway?
I'm gettin' more money than your father would on any day (Okay, okay)
I just bought a bong off of this rap shit, 'cause I'm getting paid
Shoutout to my momma for believing that I got bills to pay
[Verse 2]
I milked the game for all it's fuckin' money, need a milli back (Yeah)
These rappers don't want beef because they know we not built the same (Yeah, haha!)
I kill and slay all of my opponents, and then I kill they bae' (Yuh)
I'm really with the straps and machinery, I might melt the K (Yuh, bop-brrr)
I'm like damn, I-I-I might buy a land, mhm
I might buy a farm, mhm, I might buy some led
Get the fuck up off my spot 'fore you die right where you stand
That lil' fuckboy is the cops, he don't like when I make bands
That lil' fuckboy look like Notch, he don't like that I be trans
I might hit you with this Glock, it might leave you in a trance
Bitch, I stay with KARMAMØB, we might slide up on your mans
We gonna beat me out of his skin, that lil' fuckboy don't got hands
[Outro]
That's why you don't shit, you fucking pussy! Haha!
Yeah, yea-huh, yeah, yeah
Me and Fony Wallace send them off (Yeah, ayee, yeah, aye)
Shoutout to that boy bang back, yeah, smokin' on that pack, yuh (Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah)
( "BROKIE" )
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