MENACE FREESTYLE! ISSBROKIE

[Intro]
(Fony Inc)
(Fony-fony, fony wallace biatch)
Okay, how to make a Brokie song
(Otto!)
Step one, uh, rap about violence
Step two, objectify women
Step three, smoke crack for the creativity

[Verse]
Bitch, I feel like V!Z, I'm sendin' bitches my dick pics
I-I-I'ma fuck that ho, because that ho is a thick bitch
They don't talk on Brokie because I got a stick, bitch
Karma Mob shit, lil' bitch, you know we all Misfits
Bitch, I feel like Nuuma, how I stay wit that paper
Brokie ballin' hard like I'm joining the Lakers
That bitch say she don't wanna bounce back
I might make her, shave her
Bitch, I'm in the cut like a taper
I'm up in her bootie now I feel like a tapeworm
Brokie big ballin' bitch I owe me some acre
She won't go to dinner, tell her "Bitch, get me cake first"
She wanna go shoppin' tell her "Bitch, give me face first"
I'm in the pussy face-first, I'm leavin' her bed rumblin'
I shot him in his hand, I know it stung like a bumble
Bitch, you get no bag you fumblin'
You get no bag, you under me
I won't lil bro that boy, I tell him he a son to me
Bitch, I am your father, now I feel like I'm Darth Vader, uh
Karma Mob on the fuckin' grind like some skaters, uh
That boy drivin' a piece of shit, he whippin' in a mayder
White cracker bitch, yeah, I call her Nilla Wafer
Yeah, I call her Nilla Wafer, she gon' serve me like a waiter
She gon' drain the saber, no, I'm hittin' that shit later