[Intro: ISSBROKIE]
Yo, shout-out KARMAMØB
We all smoke crack (Yup)
We are recreational crack smokers (That's facts)
If anyone says that we aren't, they're fucking lying (Misinformed)
I got have much crack in my kitchen right now
I can't sell all of this
Really, young BROKIE don't lack weapons
I keep a Glock, I ain't athletic
You know I bank hella mad lettuce
Stick to the money, it's magnetic
BROKIE be selling them drugs like a medic
Keep it a buck, you pathetic
Yo' bitch wanna fuck, I'm her fetish
She all like, "Buck, should I get it?"

[Verse 1: ISSBROKIE]
That bitch a fan of me, uh
She sendin' pics of anatomy, uh
I got yo' bitch in my gallery
Fuck 'round and block that little bitch, now she mad at mе
You know that KARMA the cover of Vanity, uh
KARMA the mob, that's thе family, uh
Yo' bitch heard a single second of my track, now she havin' fantasies, uh
Yeah, I might walk around with the squad, we up late
Met your bruh, what she say?
HOLOCAUST is her fav'
Bitch, we not Spider Gang (oh my fucking god)
She like, "Yeah, anyway, put that cock on my face"
So I fuck on her, K, I'm that thot
Bitch, I'm baked, yuh
[Verse 2: ISSBROKIE]
What's up? What's up?
I've been pushin' the numbers
Like da-da-da, I've been up in her butt
I'ma fuck around when I'm up in her stomach
She shot at-shot at me for some Bucky beats-Bucky beats
KARMA the mob, we been puttin' in work like a motherfucker
We've been killin' the music
Feel like this 808, Bucky been too thick
That boy wan' jump me, I'm like, "Do it"

[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
'Cause BROKIE don't lack weapons
I keep a Glock, I ain't athletic
You know I bank hella mad lettuce
Stick to the money, it's magnetic
BROKIE be selling them drugs like a medic
Keep it a buck, you pathetic
Yo' bitch wanna fuck, I'm her fetish
She all like, "Buck, should I get it?"

[Outro]
No, fuck up, bit—
Big cock energy how I'm coming
Still in the bando still making the trap lean, you heard me?
Physically thick, mentally sick
BROKIE was born with a penis