[Intro]
Brokie, your music fucking sucks

[Verse 1]
I'm that 5'11 bitch, make yo' main chick insecure
Hit you with a verse if that day I'm feelin' immature
Rappers don't like me, then tell they ass to get it first
I bet it burn, I'm the type to make you get insured
All around Cali', right now I'm in the 'burbs
I been 'round the places where I'm welcome or they call me slurs
You get pursued if you assume or sued you've had it worse
Get it, sir, if you got a problem turn you to some merch

[Verse 2]
Sativa got me uppity, shawty got a dick, but the bitches all fuck with me
Most the time girly, but I still got some bruh in me
Nah I ain't crippin', but I still got some cuh in me
Too many people that I knew is still fuck with me
Then made a couple gangbangers knew not to fuck with me
Old dad had me with the blues, living luxury
Mama in the hood, but she still got the custody
Bad bitch, runnin' from the blues, knew I'd get away
Cookin' for myself, good food, do it to this day
Real talk, nothing else to lose, I say "Fuck it, great"
Nah I'm not, runnin' from the blue, that's what I get paid
Shoutout Couch, he done helped me cope through all my older ways
Alright, Kendrick blastin' Bluetooth on my grave
Shoutout K-MØB, that's the crew, put it on the gauge
Shawty thick, she like
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Uh, shawty thick, she like getting used, put it on my face
I don't mean the coochie, girl, the dick got me bendin' cake
Pockets fat, three big green super mega frames
I don't carry cash, that's for people, I am not a bank
Fuck that ghetto shit, I been past that
Got the last laugh when I started makin' mad cash
Ass fat, bitch blowin' up like, mmm, nah
That bar was lazy TBH, my man would bag that
Like he the bomb, but he also got a mad stash
A fat stash, probably bigger than his last ass
A crackjack's been doin' it since the crack o' jack
(Hahaha, I don't even know what that means)

[Bridge]
Look
I slap tracks, I do this shit almost back to back
I ain't the cracker that been cornballin' rappin' facts
I'm in the masterclass, a rapper that be actin' fast
I'm never lackin', bitch I— bitch I—

[Outro]
I'm that 5'11 bitch, make yo' main chick insecure
Hit you with a verse if that day I'm feelin' immature
Rappers don't like me, then tell they ass to get it first
I bet it burn, I'm the type to make you get insured
All around Cali', right now I'm in the 'burbs
I been 'round the places where I'm welcome or they call me slurs
You get pursued if you assume or sued you've had it worse
Get it, sir, if you got a problem turn you to some merch
Or turn you to a verse
Bitch
(IS-ISSBRO-O-O-O-O—)