LMK! ISSBROKIE

[Intro]
Hm, hm
Ha (W4ddles, you genius)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ha
Haha

[Chorus]
Yeah, every time I walk down the fuckin' block, always got a chop, always got a pole
I ain't tryna talk with a lil' thot, are you down or not?
Gotta let me know
I ain't tryna chop it up wit' you, shawty
You gon' suck my cock, or I'm gonna go
Oh, what? You thought that shit was a fuckin' joke?

[Verse 1]
I ain't tryna play none these lil' games
Get down on yo' legs, get down on the floor
She gon' complain 'bout her mane, she not gettin' saved
I can't save a dame, I can't save a ho
All these fuckin' lames, man, I got some fame
Yellin' out they names ain't nobody know
Actin' like they safe 'cause I'm in the bay
Bitch, I'm on a plane flyin' to your home
Woah, yeah, why all these rappers be cryin'?
They say they want beef, but they clearly ain't tryin'
You the type save a ho, you look like the Teen Titans
Bitch, I'm higher than you, that's a fact, I can't open my eyelids
I'm smokin' Percocet, that you'd think I be lyin' about
I just made me a rack from lyin' about
He ain't really outside, that boy tied to his house
We got me in the sky, bitch, flyin' around
I just beat that boy ass, said havin' fun, but I doubt it
He just wanted to fade 'cause his bitch is fallin' for me
And I told that boy he is not 'bout it
All of these rappers actively shoutin' 'bout nothin'
I swear to God, they just be mouthin' about anything they found out they could write about
I'm like, ah