queen of type beats! - issbrokie lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, woah
yeah, yeah, huh
yeah
[verse]
if you ain’t heard, i’ma do this
pimp out the lex’, get checks for the music (grrah)
baddie lil’ b*tch for the raps, goin’ stupid
old friends on my d*ck, ’cause they wan’ be included (yuh, yeah, yeah)
hollup, shawty got shot by cupid (yeah)
make up in the mirror got me feelin’ like the cutest (go, go)
new vvs on my neck, i’m suited
meditatin’ in some orange drip like a buddhist
wait, hollup, wait, all of my idols are corny outside of they raps
like f*ckin’ aesthetic, put out some new tracks (yeah)
so fans do not care where the f*ck you been at (yeah)
matter fact, you been sittin’ there snappin’ yo back (yeah)
just tryna be carti or somebody wack (ayy)
you aren’t frank ocean, i’ll keep it a stack
y’all trapped studi’, my stu’ be the trap
yeah, so f*ck mysterious sh*t, lil’ b*tch
it’s the queen of type beats in the mix, put a fist (yeah, bow, bow, bow!)
through a wet emcee tryna diss new fits
and a carot 18 for my b*tch, my lips (grrah)
got a brand new gleam, ’cause of this gucci
i don’t trip ’bout a fiend on my d*ck, sip lean
on yo b*tch, gettin’ t from a [?], can’t read
’cause of this, smoke weed, get a grip (grrah)
man, all these merchant ass weirdos too comfortable
actin’ like they ain’t replaceable to me
y’all needa carry that ego, and take it to vito
the sh*t that you say is confusin’
honestly, f*ck all that bullsh*t
go [?] me a [?] with some b*tches and get you some booty
stop hittin’ me and my friend if you gon’ be embarrassed
when you ain’t see you in the movie
stop it, every rapper act toxic
y’all ain’t even worth the profit
f*ckin’ with you ain’t an option
actin’ like we [?]
you ain’t even usin’ logic
droppin’ sh*t, n0body cop it
ain’t n0body even watchin, flop it (flop it)
[outro]
hahaha
oh, my god, bro
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