[Intro: FLVD4K]

Shit y'all

Ah shit

Ay, ay

[Verse 1: FLVD4K]

Yo

I still got it if you need the weed

All my niggas 'bouta profit tryna feed the team

Baby go crazy with the neck I had to feed her meat

And if she put that pussy on me then them cheeks is beat

I ain't tryna pipe you niggas beats niggas beats is weak

I ain't tryna buy your beats quit dming me

Need a deposit for the feat so have the bread ready

24-hour turn around send the rest to me

Yo, my niggas know to bring the profit in

Slap your roll pockets on swole hippopotamus

Floody haven't noticed why the hoes pocket watch 'em

The suckas broke his jokes who you foolin' you are not the shit

The snakes where I be so I keep my back door closed

Those blicks stay with me I never leave without that po

My youngest train to squeeze they quick to go and tag a toe

We really [?] we quick to go and crack a dome

Ayy we a crack ya dome quick Nina Ross on me lil brodie got the fo nit

It's speaking on the crew so if we catch 'em then we on 'em

I gotta keep it cool the block hot like a sauna

Nina Ross on me Glizzy got the fo' fever

My ice bling bling if niggas reach they meet the reaper

I like yo chain you better pray that I don't see ya

Cuz it's a hater's stain in broad day typa season

I pop these pills to numb my pain

But out my anger in that pussy so she feel the rage

The way a K to kick it make me feel like Johnny Cage

When I let it spray, play crazy you gon' make me go back to my younger ways

I was a grimy little nigga in my younger days

But still ain' nothing change, the only difference is I'm chasing chicks and stacking pay

Only thing I'm trippin' 'bout is million stackin' in the bank

And that's on the gang

[Bridge: Sample]

Brothas out in the parking lot, selling bootleg music out the trunk of a rental

Must not be all that hot, my brother

I mean, if the record companies don't want it, why would I? (why would I?) (why would I?) (why would I?)

[Verse 2: 870Glizzy]

O-off that drank got me noddin' off

Off that sizzurp like I got a cough

Heat off with that Texas teak I earn like I'm playin' golf

Y-yeah I ain't the one to cross

(You gonna bite the dust?)

I'm in the field with my stick, lacrosse

Caught that boy stackin' we knockin' him off better sit down

Chopper gonna fuck and got multiple rounds

Said he was standing on business I know he not like that

That nigga ran from the gun sounds

Who you portray on the internet not you

Why can't you just keep it real?

Cappin' like you hit that hard and you in the field

Know when you aim it's a meal

Know when that when you chose for the steal

Choosin' this life at your own free will

Baggin' these niggas ain't thuggin' for real?

How would your momma feel?

Dirty boy I'm out the dirt

Move with a stain on my shirt

Nigga my last name rang bells

But I prevail, nothing can hold me back

Get or I'm spittin' crack on the track nigga or I'm distributing not the pack

[Verse 3: ISSBROKIE]

Yeah

Bitch I'm in distribute when out these tracks

Your bitch she bet her booty on a sack

Want me to hit that coochie from the back

You not the shooter you don't live that

You want a computer but you been [?]

Keep a big Mac like a bitch fag

Get your waist snatched you won't spin back

Smoking big tac need a big bag just to fit that

Never zig zags only spliff rap tits where that dick body miss match

Shawty big clappin' on a jet black

CUBIE is on the beat so I pick that

You rappers be spittin' that fake rhymes

Bust it off and I end up on Date Line

Fuck around with that strap broad day

CUBIE got the 808 rippin' through space time

Got a [?] when I fuck on a gay twink

Hoe is broke and be fuckin' on straight guys

More friendly than most y'all may think

But they hate me so they wanna make lies

Uh, about me

Making berries that's my bounty, uh

Your bitch wanna fuck for hours, uh

She was lost until she found me, uh

When I was down she was callin', uh

Now they wanna be around me, uh

Said they don't like how I'm soundin'

But they still copy it's astounding, uh

Bitch you cannot rap, uh

Only hot because you shouting, uh

Bought a shirt for a rack

Only wanna smash on outings, on god

BROKIE not ducking that bitch only fucking if shawty be up and instead she be suckin' for somethin' that starts with a D she won't get to my money

Have none of that shit I won't call her my honey

Yo on god that's my bitch she gon bounce like a bunny

All over the hills bitch I'm out with my buddies

I'm dropping them bricks big amount in my patch

Off a couple of zips

Through word of mouth out here most y'all snitch

They count me out just because I'm a chick till they down and out

And I'm still clutchin' a blade they respect me now

Cuz I upped in this shit like hand-me-downs

Boy this life do not fit you

Go live in the suburbs do some coke or some shit

Medipack yeah boy don't make me hit you

I know the fans just want more of this shit

It's BROKIE lil bitch

[Outro: ISSBROKIE]

Yuh

Okay

Shoutout CUBIE, hehe