[Intro]
*phone ringing*
Hello?
Y-you are listening to a GORTIVERSE exclusive
GORT

[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
In this bitch, beanie chillin' on my head
Thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
Stupid bitch, shut up
Don't you ever try that shit with me again
Suck my motherfuckin' dick to the FEDs
Stupid bitch, what up?
Me and my brothers only sticking to the bread (Yeah!)
You can miss me with that open that you sent (That open that you sent bitch!)
Stupid bitch, shut up
Only worried 'bout the paper and the pen
Got 'em stressin' while I'm chillin' in my bed
Stupid bitch, what up?

[Verse 1: ISSBROKIE]
What the fuck's good? (What?)
Bitch I tough woods (What?)
Did that shit by myself, said nobody could
What the fuck's good when yo' toе tag stuck? (Okay!)
Hottest rapper on the ground and in yo' wholе hood (Okay!)
Fuck [?] (Okay!)
That 'lil album you dropped, I ain't even look
Hah! Guess I did it again
I got a lame fuckboy as my friend, he a sorry excuse
Turn a fuckboy to a recluse
So you never ever talk on the crew
BLCKK, tell 'em what's up!
[Verse 2: BLCKK]
Crazy, cold money for my whole rent
Catch you runnin' through my block 'til he suspect
Go do summers, don't worry 'bout where I'm at
Keep the word, pussy, push it 'til we out that (GORT)
Yeah, word to everybody who don't fuck with me (Yeah!)
I did this before you ever jumped in it (Yeah!)
Word to everybody who gon' come for me (Yeah!)
I jump right back out the dirt, bitch, fuck with me (Yeah!)
I let you get it once I'm done with it
I used to do this shit for fun 'til we got funds in it (Bow, bow!)
I'm itchin', barking at this mic, y'all got one gimmick (Bap!)
Just copy paste, I'll kill myself alright, it's y'all winnin'
Yeah! Yeah! (Get up)
(Bitch, get up)
(Fuck rap, get the whole gang set up)
(Bap!)
Ayy, I smoke what you call competition
Quotation marks around that bitch, you can't hit one condition
I'm tryna spin back to that faggot, ammunition wit' it
I take it back, don't get a bitch I'm tryna fuckin' kill 'em (Bow!)
Everybody wanna be cool 'til they get and see me (Bow, bow)
Bitch, I'm really 'bout my word and bitch I'm still kickin' (Yeah!)
Get at once and in a month, I bet he still spinnin'
I'm tryna bury out these bitches, bitch, I [?]
[Verse 3: Teenager Disaster]
(Come on, put your fucking hands up)
(I'ma get this shit jumpin' like—) (God you're always horny too)
(Horny too)
(Horny too)
(Bitch!)
(Jump!) (Jump!) Jump motherfucker
If I'm runnin' to that bitch I'ma say, "What's good?"
Jump (Jump), Jump (Jump), Jump motherfucker
If I run into that bitch I'ma say, "What's good?"
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
I said, hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
What's good? (What's good?)
([?], it's Teenage)

[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
In this bitch, beanie chillin' on my head
Thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
Stupid bitch, shut up
Don't you ever try that shit with me again
Suck my motherfuckin' dick to the FEDs
Stupid bitch, what up?
Me and my brothers only sticking to the bread
You can miss me with that open that you sent
Stupid bitch, shut up
Only worried 'bout the paper and the pen
Got 'em stressin' while I'm chillin' in my bed
Stupid bitch, BROKIE!