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ISSBROKIE
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Man, this shit is fucking– it got sold
(BROKIE, your music fucking sucks)
Alright
Smoking good shit, it's gettin' me fried
She get wet when I look in her eyes
When at night she like this, she gon' slide, huh, yeah
Chrome Hearts from my neck to my thighs
Shawty mad 'cause she's textin', I'm dry
Money fakin', can't fake out the disguise
Type of shit that I hate and despise
Is your popular
My, I got optimal collars
I'm sorry, on blood, can't be eyes with no poser
Your thot give me dome, she a popular throater
Got chrome top of chrome, I got rocks on my choker
Got forced, I'm a popular loaner
Got gold on froze, but my diamonds got colder
She wanna know if I'm packin', I'ma show her
Damn, way I pound, make a chick suck it down
No where I'm at, now that shit start a round
New flicks in my house
Dont want people to know how im living right now
Too rich for a frown, shark teeth, gold grills on my crowns
Stick your main bitch down, make her limp through the town
They like, "BROKIE, why you talk about sex so much?"
Huh, it's the only thing I do
Beside droppin' checks, gettin' hundreds, gettin' blues
Your side bitch on my lap and your main bitch in my pool
Too fried for a check, got me talkin' like a fool
Runnin' it back again, shawty bust it, feelin' cool
Makin' the bed rock back and forth, yaba-daba-doo
Bitch, I'm skinnin' on this motherfuckin' beat, what it do?
With the KARMA' on my beats, swear to God, we the truth
Stickin' on yo asses, BROKIE in the booth
Alright
Smoking good shit, it's gettin' me fried
She get wet when I look in her eye
, she like dick, she gon' slide, huh, yeah
Chrome hearts from my neck to my thighs
Shawty mad 'cause she tastin' on track
Money tight, can't fake disguise
Type of shit that I hate, and this buys
Alright
Smoking good shit, it's gettin' me fried
She get wet when I look in her eye
, she like dick, she gon' slide, huh, yeah
Chrome hearts from my neck to my thighs
Shawty mad 'cause she tastin' on track
Money tight, can't fake disguise
Type of shit that I hate, and this buys
(Dam-dammit)
(Dam-d-d-d-dammit)