a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

mane who tf??? - issbrokie lyrics

[intro]
this song is low*key childish but
f*ck it, it’s rap
i’m gonna rap

[verse]
look, why they talkin’ politics? bruh, i don’t got the time for that
go and hit up cnn if you want talk where the climates at
i done put so many rappers on, you’d think it’s a cypher track
get you hit in the jaw and i ain’t need have to wind it back
i’m climbing out the underground, y’all stay where papyrus at
man i— ah, nevermind today
i was gonna say something to the girls, had to dial back
’cause i remembered i’m the hardest b*tch outside who be writin’ raps
fl!ck a rapper to the underground, on god, he not climbing back
sell a fortune to my hater just to go ‘head and buy it back
with this money coming in, you’d think a b*tch had a wire tap
if they askin’ for the smoke, i make them smoke they entire pack like good parents
y’all my children, inspired ass
want a feature with no money like it doesn’t require that
get the f*ck out of my dms before you covered in ‘tire tracks
i’m fed up with them sleepin’, put a bullet through they tired ass
can’t believe these b*tches thought they ate with them whack opinions
sayin’ i ain’t great, lil’ bro, on god, that sh*t sacrilegious
they gargling my nuts, at least go ‘head, work the shaft a bit
and before you comment bullsh*t, go ‘head and stay out my business
f*ck an insta page exposin’ bullsh*t for comments
rappers yappin’ mad as f*ck ’cause i ain’t responsive
they actin’ like they sleepin’ on me while they be conscious
shut yo’ b*tch ass up and make some short*form content
got me shootin’ shots, how the f*ck you ain’t popped yet?
rinky*d*nky ass bars lil’ bro, where yo’ mom at?
don’t talk to me again after you went sayin’ that nonsense
like a hood that’s too full, bro, we don’t want more projects
pack it up lil’ homie, leave that bullsh*t with yesterday
i done made the same preset that you got in the seventh grade
got a google doc to send yo’ whole career up to heaven’s gate
quit the hatin’ b*tch, go pop another shroom and go meditate
[outro]
lil’ f*ckboy, issbrokie
b*tch, talkin’ bout, “i’m finna cut my d*ck off”
i just might so i can give it to you and you can suck it privately instead of publicly
f*ck off my nuts
we don’t wanna hear you say tranny no more

- issbrokie lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular