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i piss monster energy! - "brokie" lyrics

[intro]
h*llo, class (hey brokie!)
aight, today i want you to say
“b*tch, it’s yung brokie, i f*ck on your b*tch” go ahead
(b*tch, it’s yung brokie, i f*ck on your b*tch)
very good, very good

[verse]
w*woke up, everybody b*tchin’ feel like jen
s*smoke up, until i cannot hit on my pen, uh
w*whippin’ in the benz, uh
i tell that b*tch shut it, cause we nothing more that friends, uh
gucci*gucci on my lens, uh
smokin’ in the [?]
yeah, i’m with your sl*t, got her p*ssy on my face, uh
i got like 2k, that sh*t in my safe, uh
you is a [?], so please get out my sp*ce, uh
you is a [?], get out my place, uh
b*tch, i got the uzi make his [?] sound like drake
b*tch, i’m so humble, till i’m going for the take
i ain’t rеally f*ckin’ wit these rappers, thеy some snakes
(okay, okay)
yuh, runnin’ down yo’ block with a boom
b*tch i’m* b*tch i’m blow up out the roof
b*tch*b*tch i got a two
b*tch, i got a glock, it go phew
whippin’* whippin’ in the [?] with no roof
i just* i just played a f*ckboy in yu*gi*oh
and i just kicked his ass
her lips*lips on my s*m*n, until that b*tch leave with a [?]
her lips on my weenie, until i’m l!ckin’ on her ass
her lips on my weenie, and i ain’t even have to ask her
i’m up on this b*tch like a doctor, i’ma f*ck his father
then i put my d*ck up in his daughter
that b*tch drinkin’ on my p*ss like it’s monster
now she got a heartburn, brokie way too fruity
[?]
that b*tch tryna f*ck, i told her “thank you for the offer”
that boy talkin’ sh*t, i threw that f*ckboy in a locker
that boy tryna b*tt? man, i thought that he was smarter, uh
hop off of the shower and i’m still covered in water
that’s diamonds, me and the homies we straight cloying
i’ma f*ck his b*tch now, i don’t care about the timing
trifling, b*tch up on my d*ck because i’m [?]
my d*ck in her p*ssy become binded
i’ma break her [?], that b*tch not a virgin though
i’m whippin’ in the suburbs, and a mof*ckin’ suburban though
[?]
b*tch, i am a cracker
i just f*cked that boy until that p*ssy b*tch back hurt
that boy is a f*ggort
he don’t need mourning afters
industry baby, that sh*t a slapper
if she talkin’ sh*t, on chris brown, i’ma smack her
i just heard your music, and i’ve never heard sh*t wacker
that b*tch talkin’ sh*t, so i pack her
like b*tch yo’ trifling ass*
[outro]
oh f*ck, alright
i’ll actually leave now
sorry, i had to just bar out for a second
iss brokie!

- brokie lyrics

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