Oh-woah

Yeah, yeah

I'm wit' ISSBROKIE in the heart of the Bay (Uh)

Naked homeless ****, crack, and crime (Yeah, yeah, uh)

God, I love America

"Can I get a—?" Uh, don't even ask

Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack

I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks

Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, yeah

I don't want her, I want racks

I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn

I pop a Perc' and relax

I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, fuck (I throw up Berserk on the track)

She want a kid, she want the shiny, she go on my wrist

I'm not tryna cuff, not with the piss

Try tell 'em motto and go mind they buis', my pockets is stuffed

Care 'bout this shit, I need some sunblock, it's burnin' the fit

I keep me a Drac' on me like the six

I'm really the one, I'm really the jit who be out the Sprinter van (Yeah, yeah)

BROKIE so different, man, every beat, every track, it be hittin', man (Yeah, yeah)

Blue hired Christian bands

They just ain't listenin', really the G-O-A-T, if I'm not sellin' marbles, yo, listen, man (Yeah, yeah)

I never hit a fan, only the man that I got on my body, I don't want these bitches, man (Yeah, yeah)

She want the dick again, sorry, lil' ho, I can't do that for you, go and try that with him again (Yeah, yeah)

Can't fuck with men who got egos about the money they got, we got different amounts

They talk like I'm broke while I just bought a house

And I ain't even cappin', man, bet with my spouse

Huh, chopstick under my blouse

I got way too much water, the bra gettin' doused

Huh, better than me? What I doubt

Why you bitch wanna lick on my neck? She a trout

I got my name and my face on a sweater, yo' bitch wanna wear it, you needa go get her

Huh, okay, and I'll just forget her 'cause I got a man who don't want me for cheddar

Huh, yeah, I got me some rappers who hatin' on me 'cause I do that shit better

Huh, yeah, my star gettin' hotter, my hair on whatever, my chains gettin' wetter

Don't even ask

Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack

I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks

Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, damn

I don't want her, I want racks

I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn

I pop a Perc' and relax

I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, fuck

Don't even ask

Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack

I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks

Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, damn

I don't want her, I want racks

I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn

I pop a Perc' and relax

I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, fuck

Huh, yeah (BROKIE, your music fucking sucks)

ISSBROKIE

Danny Brown gave the trans girl co-sign

There's no way she could fail