Brrt
Yeah yeah yeah
Okay okay
Look okay
Big money make
a ##### pants sag
Blurry vision
like a bitch's cam bad
She my shooter choppa
in her handbag
Pack a punch blow 'em
off the damn map
Gold on my neck
lookin' like a taxi
In my lane bitches
couldn't pass me
Out the way they
spoke on me last week
So leave a hater
out to hate
please don't at me
Eugh
what's the word son
Think you met an asshole
Bitch I'm the worst one ayy
Man I'm taxin'
all these #####s
like a church fund
ayy got me spinnin'
in this whip
tryna burn some
Shit I'm too hot
If he tryna fix an issuе
let the tool pop
Up in Cali' and thеy
lovin' me like 2Pac
Yet these rappers
on my dick
like a school thot
Drunk hangin'
out the window
yellin K-MOB
All these dead rappers
wanna chat like a seance
Ugh blonde bitch
booted up like a Saiyan
Me and Daki in the
'Yo to show you
what the Bay on
Rockin' Gucci Louis Fendi
Prada like I'm Kreayshawn
I stay on a hunnid
like I claim
all these bitches
wanna take on my swag
When the weights off
I leaf hurricane
on these rappers
Kami crib what I train on
I wave on these cats
I'm finna put on a box
Go and cough the guala up
if you don't
wanna get shot
I'll Molly-whop a rapper
out his socks
now they on Depop
What Brokie drop
it got 'em shocked like
How she do it I'm lost
I'm gettin' my guala
in my stock it
rocket up to the top
I'm ready to box
if rappers wanna but
they prolly do not
I'm ready to profit
I ain't finna fuck
ya thot she a bop
I'm sippin' on
Châteauneuf-du-Pape
I'm talkin'
Remy Ferbas bitch
Yeah born for this
I'm on my grind
but all these #####s
they just born to bitch
Yeah gettin' money
green ball like
I just scored a swish
Yeah I been cookin'
every beat like
I got more to dish
Chinchilla on my coat
so I don't freeze down
I'm a sick sinner
I got baby on
her knees now
Every piece glimmer
got me shinin'
like a tree crown
Givin' out these shots
tell that pussy
catch a rebound
Ayy look fuck yo'
startin' five I got
the MOB with me huh
We ball off
and on the court
I may just
drop fifty
Had to block you
on the 'Gram 'cause
what you drop shitty
But I may fuck
this new ho because
her gloss pretty yuh
Neckstepper #####
I don't give pity huh
Bench press her
up and down
go on the dick silly
Hunnid K ain't enough
I'm goin' out
wit' ten milli'
Tell the whole city
Turn it up and
come and get wit' me
Yeah lil' bitch
keep talkin'
you'll get wiped down
Twitter talkin'
but they not as rich
tell 'em pipe down
I could buy yo' life
with the shit
up on my iCloud
Fuck I'm lookin'
like appeasin' dummies
I don't like now stupid
Shut yo' ass up
bitch sybau
Never gave a fuck
about a bitch
not at my house
Keep talkin' on the gang
you'll get lied down
Hash Slinging Slasher
I'ma turn
a bitch light out
Beatin' her back
I clap that ass
the way she want
I'm geekin' off
pack I pass it up
She pass it back
I smoke the joint
I'm writin' and
all the fans attract
They readin'
the verse in every font
That's every track
it's back to back
Ya bitch want crack
I'm nonchalant
I really be cracked
wit' writin' these raps
I need it too bad
I'm a rap savant
I got all the swag
my fit got 'em mad
I'm really a saint
wit' stacked Laurent
Brokie on top
they don't wanna box
I'm really that bitch
it's all I flaunt
Tell 'em get they
raps up catch up
Get them backup
to get like they aunt
ISSBROKIE