FEENIN! ISSBROKIE

[Intro]
Uh, I just got off my fuckin' flight
I'm fuckin' exhausted
Yeah, what? Yeah
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
What? Okay, okay
Yeah, what?

[Chorus]
That bitch-that bitch wanna fuck me, but she like a seven outta ten (Eugh)
Heard he talkin' shit on that chick, boy, you bent
If I-if I catch him at the bar, I'ma ask the opps where they been
If we lurkin' at the park, then my choppa singin' in the end
Bad lil' bitch wan' fuck me, I told shawty we should just be friends
I can't fuck with bitches, they too complicated, unlike men
Shawty all like, "Okay," then she hoppin' right back in my Benz
Rappers be pretendin', they be feenin' like it's fent-nt-nt

[Verse 1]
Rappers be pretentious like they hard, they can't be more wrong-ng-ng
Why you talkin' down on BROKIE? You sound like a moron
You's a weenie with the bread that you got, you's a corndo—
I'm only lookin' through your Twitter thread to look at porn, dawg

[Bridge]
I'm a horndog, my clip be as hard as my dick
My shit hard like a brick, I don't pass, I'm a brick-brick
Fuck that lil' bitch, double cup what I sip-sip
Why you actin' hard like you 'bou-'bou-'bou—
Okay