PUFF! ISSBROKIE

[Intro]
Throw the .40 in the trunk (Trunk)
Xotic stunk (Stunk)
Product stunk (Stunk, stunk, yeah)
Keep that Grabba (Oh, yeah) in my blunt (Yeah-yeah)
Light it, puff (BROKIE, your music fucking sucks)
Light it, puff
I'ma stunt until I die, y'all rappers stay behind
Thick pockets, thicker thighs
ISSBROKIE blow they mind, I do it all the time
It ain't no surprise, wallet got a different size
These rapper cats just fantasi—

[Verse 1]
I get the motherfuckin' pack, then I flip it, ho
I been in a different mode, that mask on me like Ipkiss, ho
I don't know what time it is, that doesn't make a difference, though
If you disrespect my pimpin', drop a song and fix ya, ho
I was bumpin' Tommy Wright, Andre Nickatina, too
Mac Dre bumpin' in the whip, Krеayshawn up on the speakers, foo'
I ain't nеver bump E-40
Homies thought I wasn't cool 'til I went and got that .40
They still talk 'bout me in schools, yeah

[Chorus]
Throw the .40 in the trunk (Trunk)
Xotic stunk (Stunk)
Product stunk (Stunk, yeah)
Keep that Grabba in my blunt (Blunt, yeah)
Light it, puff (Puff)
Light it, puff