[Intro: ISSBROKIE]
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Hahaha!
Yeah-yeah, ayy
[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
Two truths, one lie, bro, bro, you finna die
You a bitch inside, you keep marketing your pride (Dammit)
Shawty hit my type, so I know she finna slide
She sleepin' down my neck, I'm just come up with a fight
Broke bitch, run out [my yard?], where she got her flag
Shawty had my eyes, she could shoot me f*ck the guys
Said I love her, you inside me, I know that's what you like
She like, "What you feelin' about me?" But she ain't get time
[Verse: ISSBROKIE, magscythe & Both]
Bro, you swear we on some brother shit
Tell you, tell me, got to be my bro, you got to deal with it
Jack and shit, they like, "BROKIE, why you on that album shit?
Why you switch the sound up? Why you on that other shit?"
Yeah, I had to switch the sound up
This shit was getting boring to me too
Where they clowning us, but all they bitches holding phone
They tell me on her eyes, she got shit for like a horror story
Shawty says she like me, I pulled up to her dormitory
(Uh, magscythe, can I get a feature?)
Backed up at everything, I turn you to a f*ckin' clip
Bag gettin' heavy, too much paper, I'm not down for bitch
Magscythe, the step, he always steppin', not no funny shit
Karma was a bitch and now you know that she ain't coming back
Rapping way too easy, had to show him we been runnin' laps
They still tryna beat me, but you know I'm not, I can't relax
Hold up with this demon, I'm a song, we don't never lap
Song, we don't never lap, song, we just keep it peak
OxyContin in my f*ckin' system, I was seventeen
I resort to trap and kept a stick on me and fed the team
You ain't never made the cut, you don't ever fit the theme
[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
Two truths, one lie, bro, bro, you finna die
You a bitch inside, you keep marketing your pride (Dammit)
Shawty hit my type, so I know she finna slide
She sleepin' down my neck, I'm just come up with a fight
Broke bitch, run out [my yard?], where she got her flag
Shawty had my eyes, she could shoot me f*ck the guys
Said I love her, you inside me, I know that's what you like
She like, "What you feelin' about me?" But she ain't get time