[Intro]
(Ayy, Mom, say something at the beginning of this song)
What do you want me to say?
(Anything)
Anything
(Okay)
Shout-out to Moms (Ooh)
(I don't produce)
I've been working way too hard recently
I just gotta make some dumb shit (Yuh, yuh, yuh-yuh-yuh)
With a lotta bass, (Yuh, yuh) like that
Yeah (Brokie, your music fucking sucks)
Hey, hey, huh

[Verse 1]
How can these rappers (ooh) be stealin' my flow?
They be stealin' my jokes, don't Louis CK
How can these rappers be doing the most tryna get me to go?
Like, bitch, go away (Yeah)
Bitch, it's young Brokie, got heat like a stove (What?)
If you need me, I'll be in the cut with a J, ayy
Rollin' in, smokin' them (Yeah) shits, I be tucked in a bitch in a booth (Yeah)
I don't know what to say
(What?) I carry heat in my waistband (Yeah)
(Ooh) I put the heat to his dome like a face tan (Doot-doot, brah)
Pussy talk shit, he won't turn on his facecam
He know I spit with a stick like a caveman
He know I'm smokin' on dick like a gay man
I stay in the city, I'm out causin' mayhem
I beat on my chest like a motherfuckin' ape-man
I stay blowin' up 'til I'm feeling like Baymax
[Bridge]
Ayy, okay, I'm fuckin' a bitch named, Uzaki (Ooh)
She like (Yeah) my Versace, designer on my body
I stay with a rocket then sleep on her knockers
'Cause my head on her ass (Doot-doot-doot), then I'm bouncin' up off it
I'm bouncin' up on him, my foreign, I hop in
And I hop in a booth, and you know I'm hip-hoppin' (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
They talk about genres, I'm talkin' like bunny
Like kirby2cool, that bitch callin' me "Bunny"
That shit is too funny, you rappin', and still get no money
I keep me a Glock, have a bitch tryna run that
Keep me an opp in the back of my truck (Yeah)
I ain't playin', I might pull up with the truck, I might shoot at his lungs
I'ma keep it a hunnid, I keep me a thot, and I keep me a slut to tuck (What?)
That boy talkin' shit, he gon' deep throat the blunderbuss (Yeah)
Fuck with us, KarmaMob shit (Yeah), but you know that you under us (Yeah)
(Yeah) bitch, it's young (Yeah) Brokie, has money, I'm stackin' (Ayy)
None of these rappers be up in my bracket (Yeah)
Some of these rappers talk like they be 'bout it (Yeah)
All of these (Hey) rappers is actin' like faggots (Ayy)
If you talkin' shit, then we get to the packin' (Yeah)
And I'm fuckin' his mom, long dick in her backend
I head to our block for a minute, I'm back in
Fuck on her block, I'ma make me some rap shit
Literally, I just wanna make some rap shit
[Verse 3]
Bad-bad-bad bitch wearing my dick like a choker
That Jewish bitch suck on my dick, she don't care if it's kosher
Ex bitch wanted some closure, I gave her some closure
She hit me up, nah, I just ghost her
Bitch, I want smoke like a stoner
Shout-out to that faggot boy, Closer, he wantin' that clout now
Comin' off dumb, like a clown now
I fill that faggot ass bitch with a pow down (ISSBROKIE)

[Outro]
(I'm cleanin', bruh, I'm cleanin' it)
(I'm cleanin' it) yeah, clean my Jordans, you fuckin' peasant (Yeh, what?) Heh-heh