I DO DIS DAILY! ISSBROKIE

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (What the fuck?)
Yeah, yeah (What the fuck is this intro?)
Yeah, yeah (This intro is crazy, not gonna lie)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Fucking Christ)
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Aw-yeah, aw-yeah

[Chorus]
I don't know-I don't know-I don't know why these rappers wan' talk on my name like I ain't makin' hits on the daily basis
They just mad that I make music, nobody playin'
And my jewelry drip like precipitation
Postin' nudes on my story, I got too faded
I'm that thick little chick that they not replacin' (Ayy)
I say, "Fuck social media," too much hatin'
While y'all busy with that, I'ma be the greatest
All these artists are cappin', these rappers fakin'
They don't really be strapped, they just wanna say it
BROKIE really be strapped with the heat and blade
I'm on yo' block wit' a chop, I'ma leave it vacant
Wendigo on the prod, I said evil placement
I can't fuck wit' nobody that isn't famous
Can't fuck wit' no broad who want me to save 'em
But if she won't give me top, I'm gon' be belated