CERTIFIED RAPPER PEOPLE! ISSBROKIE (Ft. CHRIST DILLINGER)

[Intro: ISSBROKIE]
(Ayy, ayy)
I got a stick all up in my bell, yuh
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy
Aim at his hand, pop it with a beam
Bitch, I be getting Karma, that’s the team, like SSJ Daki—
Okay

[Verse: ISSBROKIE]
Louis V on the [?]
Louis V on my homies
Give your main bitch a nose bleed
My body be [?]
And my diamonds too went round my neck, they be soapy
I might fuck on your bitch and then crack open a soady
My balls on her face, that bitch a goalie
I got one bitch, just like Obi
I'm dripped out in yellow and purple, like Kobe
I sleep wit' a Glock, I don’t get lonely
That boy on my cock, bouncin' below me
Man, he just wanna beef, none of these rap dudes know me
Man, you ain’t droppin' heat I can see that for surely
Young Brokie be zootеd, I feel floaty
Nukes in my music, DJ Smokey
I got one gat, two gat, three gat, four gats
I keep thеm hoes, like trophies
That boy get packed, coyote
Shout-out to Dillinger, we got new Prada on
Fuck on yo' bitch, then I fuck on yo' mama-san
You rappers ain’t eatin', lil' bitch, like Ramadan
I fuck a bad bitch with no condom on
Wake up in the morning, where has my shawty gone?
Shout-out to DJ Smokey, I got him on
Red eyes on me all the time, like Sharingan
Transphobe leave my home—, don’t got it on
Lil bitch, I’m a motherfuckin' legend
I’m in a gang, my name embedded
I ain’t finna say it to lames indebted
But. if you’s finna pay, do bank or credit
Bitch. you are a lame, don’t think I forget it
Without me? Yo' ass ain’t respected
I’m in the sweep, just like the Fresh Prince
Dillinger hop on this bitch for a second