Turn the fuckin' volume up, I want them to hear this in Italy

I'm gettin' selfies with Ice Spice, and ISSBROKIE just smacked the ice cream cone out of a baby's hand with no repercussions

We livin' lavish (Ee-oo-ee)

Yeah, yeah (Yosei)

Huh, huh

This just in, ISSBROKIE just bought the moon

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

The IRS can take all the money they want from me, but they can never take my swag

Yeah, I hope you know that I'm petty

Burnin' bridges with me, you can't undo

That boy said that he bringin' the peace on 'em

Okay, we can do that if you want to

Yeah, he said he beat out the fetty

Common sense the last thing he would come to

I know killers, demons, jaggers

Might pop out with a stick through the sunroof (Brr)

This what it sound like

Yeah, got some sugar on me, she the brown type

Haters comment on me, they the round type

I could pay off they house with a soundbite

Hold on, that didn't sound right

I could pay off they house with a— (Ah, go)

Bought my mom a new chain 'cause I'm down right disgustin'

The queen of this shit, I'm the crown type

In it, ah, fadin' in and out, off that good shit

Ten accounts, countin' big amounts, the meetings booked, bitch

I can't stand a bitch, say my shit good ain't understood shit

Way too many homies switch, so I can't overlook shit

Ninety proof, she might need my liver like some cook shit

In the booth, listen, our confessions on my crook shit

Stomach, waist, and the other things that she got took with

Second best out Cali', only thing I get mistook with

Yeah, I hope you know that I'm petty

Burnin' bridges with me, you can't undo

That boy said that he bringin' the peace on 'em

Okay, we can do that if you want to

Yeah, he said he beat out the fetty

Common sense the last thing he would come to

I know killers, demons, jaggers

Might pop out with a stick through the sunroof

Yeah, I hope you know that I'm petty

Burnin' bridges with me, you can't undo

That boy said that he bringin' the peace on 'em

Okay, we can do that if you want to

Yeah, he said he beat out the fetty

Common sense the last thing he would come to

I know killers, demons, jaggers

Might pop out with a stick through the sunroof (BROKIE)

My first pair of Balenci's was in kindergarten, you don't even got J's

Get a job, ****