[Intro]
(ISSBROKIE)
(Falfy, hehehe)
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Teen leno)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

[Verse 1: ISSBROKIE]
I hit the bong till' I feel like I'm Dora
Got water on me, now I feel like I'm Korra
Yo' bitch read my palms yea that ho read my aura
I light up the key with the blade, feel like Sora
I keep me a posse in case I wan' pull up
It's Karma the game to get hits wit' no chorus
I'm hardly a rapper, I'm more of a poet
Out all of these rappers that know I'm the dopest
I'm smokin' on dope, the stu' is a hotbox
Why you wanna fight little faggot boy? You cannot box
Way for you to remember, you know that this shit is top notch
Bad bitch BROKIE, I'm comin' up for the top spot
Crown on my skull, I'm the real king bob
Blue always on me, I feel likе I'm Bob Frxst
I hit the bong 'til I'm gettin' lockjaw
Goin' too crazy, I swear I cannot stop
Swеar I'm obsessed with the music and lyricals
I can say dumb shit and still be a pinnacle
I'm 'boutta say somethin' stupid, yeah, typical
Yo' bitch get moist around me, call her Cr1tikal
That was the stupidest bar I could spit off the top of my head
But I'm still lookin' mythical
Most of these rappers look pitiful, ain't even dismal
Suck at the job, lookin' miserable
Let me paint you guys a visual
Imagine a piece of waffle that is seized like it's criminal
Fusin' with vocals that aren't even mixable
That is your music, it's fuckin' unlistenable
Don't hit my DMs with links to your beats
All your promotion pages be askin' for 300 million
Just to put me on the Insta
I promise that I'm gettin' clout for the free
Underground but I'm still puttin' in work (Yuh)
He fuck 'round then put his face in the dirt (Yuh)
Pussy talkin', but he finna get murked (Yuh)
Pussy faggot, I do not wanna hurt ya (Yuh)
You get clout but I know you ain't deserve it (Yuh)
In the dark is where young BROKIE be lurkin' (Yuh)
Bitch, it's BROKIE, bitch, you know that I murk shit (Yuh)
Fuckin' on a bitch, she callin' me perfect (Yuh)
[Verse 2: PHO! and ISSBROKIE]
Gimme your ass, just gimme your ass please
[?]
Might pop a bitch ass rapper, like add me
Bitch it's PHO! (Bitch it's BROKIE!)
You know we makin' it most, see
I keep a bong like a muhfuckin' trophy
I hit the bong until I'm feelin' dozy
Swarm on me like Ski, Stokeley
All of my peers love me, hopefully
I met yo' bitch, his name PHO!, [?]
I grab a bitch by the neck and she givin' me throat

[Outro: ISSBROKIE]
I hit the bong till' I feel like I'm Dora
Got water on me, now I feel like I'm Korra
Yo' bitch read my palms yea that ho read my aura
I light up the key with the blade, feel like Sora
I keep me a posse in case I wan' pull up
It's common in the game to get hits wit' no chorus
I'm hardly a rapper, I'm more of a poet
Out all of these rappers that know I'm the dopest
I'm smokin' on dope, the stu' is a hotbox
Why you wanna fight little faggot boy? You cannot box
Way for you to remember, you know that this shit is top notch
Bad bitch BROKIE, I'm comin' up for the top spot
Crown on my skull, I'm the real king [?]
Blue always on me, I feel like I'm Bob Frxst
I hit the bong 'til I'm gettin' lockjaw
Goin' too crazy, I swear I cannot stop
Swear I'm obsessed with the music and lyricals
I can say dumb shit and still be a pinnacle
I'm 'boutta say somethin' stupid, yeah, typical
Yo' bitch get moist around me, call her Cr1tikal