[Hook]
Bad bitch Brokie
Hot cunt what I serve
Shawdy out in Cali
But I dont know how to surf
I been in the sky so much
You’d think I was a bird
They like “Brokie you iconic”
I’m like “duh bish you ain't heard?”
I been in
A-line shit, dis real furr
All my haters broke
Rockin' polyester shirts
Bet they shoppin' on shein
Bitch if you don't go to work-
Cuz a bitch got her money up
'n' now i’m really her
[Verse]
Yo bitch tell me “eat it”
I’m that shawdy wit' the waist
Make a bitch bulimic
Shawdy tellin' me I’m great
Like I didn’t see it
Naruto to all the hate
Tell em “bitch, believe it”
Double C my fragrence
I been out in Vegas
Hella houses to my name
Ma boy you a vagrant
You yo bitch lamest
I’m my bitch favorite
I’m a baddie so my homies always actin' fragrant
Middle name basis how all my idols know me
If you stay fakin, you are not the homie
I cannot fake statements, I ain't like the old me
Now i got braclets, perfumes wit double Cs
'n' now i just double cheese
My shawdy got double Ds
Or maybe it's double Gs
Feel like i got double teamed
That hoe got a fansly
Her body the company
My toes in the sand g
I’m sippin on bubble tea
On the beach wit my bitties out
Bands in the fiddies now
Brand new rack, homie
Wallet got tiddies now
Brand new rack homie
I jus' get litty now
French tip fingernails
I’m the hottest missy out
Old friends missin' out
Hittin up associates
Mad i cut em off
Cuz i’m colder than a soviet
These labels hit me up
They like that I ain't appropriate
The slope is slippery, you fuckin wit me
Like an opiate lil bitch
Bad bitch Brokie
Hot cunt what I serve
Shawdy out in Cali
But I dont know how to surf
I been in the sky so much
You’d think I was a bird
They like “Brokie you iconic”
I’m like “duh bish you ain't heard?”
I been in
A-line shit, dis real furr
All my haters broke
Rockin' polyester shirts
Bet they shoppin' on shein
Bitch if you don't go to work-
Cuz a bitch got her money up
'n' now i’m really her
[Verse]
Yo bitch tell me “eat it”
I’m that shawdy wit' the waist
Make a bitch bulimic
Shawdy tellin' me I’m great
Like I didn’t see it
Naruto to all the hate
Tell em “bitch, believe it”
Double C my fragrence
I been out in Vegas
Hella houses to my name
Ma boy you a vagrant
You yo bitch lamest
I’m my bitch favorite
I’m a baddie so my homies always actin' fragrant
Middle name basis how all my idols know me
If you stay fakin, you are not the homie
I cannot fake statements, I ain't like the old me
Now i got braclets, perfumes wit double Cs
'n' now i just double cheese
My shawdy got double Ds
Or maybe it's double Gs
Feel like i got double teamed
That hoe got a fansly
Her body the company
My toes in the sand g
I’m sippin on bubble tea
On the beach wit my bitties out
Bands in the fiddies now
Brand new rack, homie
Wallet got tiddies now
Brand new rack homie
I jus' get litty now
French tip fingernails
I’m the hottest missy out
Old friends missin' out
Hittin up associates
Mad i cut em off
Cuz i’m colder than a soviet
These labels hit me up
They like that I ain't appropriate
The slope is slippery, you fuckin wit me
Like an opiate lil bitch
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