STARE DOWN THE SCOPE! ISSBROKIE

[Intro]
Yuh, what? (Brr)
Yuh, yuh (Bah)
(What?) ISSBROKIE in this bitch (Yuh, ISSBROKIE)
(Buck, should I get it?)
(Yuh) it's another day of bein' the fuckin' goat (Yuh), haha (Yuh)
Yuh, yuh (Everyday, bro, it's a struggle)

[Verse 1]
No, I cannot fuck wit' a rapper on my dick (Okay)
I'ma pull up on yo' block wit' a model on my stick (Brr)
And I be mowin' down a opper, he fall and he die quick (Yuh)
I might fuck around and murder somebody you might miss (What?)
You be all up in yo' feelings, why you cryin' like a bitch? (Yuh)
In the whip and I be peelin' off after I hit a lick (Okay)
Then I cop a little Sprite and some codeine, I might mix
I just heard your new song, that shit was a light six (Sike)
That boy gon' constantly miss, I been up wit' my dollars since I was a jit (Yuh)
Little ho, I been spazzin' on beats (Yuh) ever since all my homies turned out to be fake, and that's it (Yuh)
So, I'm askin' you, why is you beefin', lil' bitch? (Yuh)
Why you lookin' for someone to beef with (Yuh), lil' bitch? (What?)
You a little whitе rapper who straight out the suburbs
I know that yo' ass don't be sleepin' thеse kids

[Bridge]
Now it's me and yo' bitch, I'ma skeet then I dip for a little (Yeah)
I'm eatin' these beats like I'm feastin' some Skittles (Okay)
Lil' bitch, now I tweak for a beat, I can diddle (Yeah)
I'm geekin' and switchin' these three's like I dribble
I-I-I look like Obama when I mob all these cripples
I'm fuckin' yo' mom, got her suck on my nipples (What?)
Lil' bitch, I'm a God and yo' ass lookin' brittle (Yuh)
Yo' homies fell off (Yeah) and they lookin' like NIBXL (Yeah)