Issbrokie Don't Even Ask! Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh-woah
Yeah, yeah
I'm wit' ISSBROKIE in the heart of the Bay (Uh)
Naked homeless niggas, crack, and crime (Yeah, yeah, uh)
God, I love America

[Chorus]
"Can I get a—?" Uh, don't even ask
Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack
I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks
Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, yeah
I don't want her, I want racks
I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn
I pop a Perc' and relax
I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, f*ck (I throw up Berserk on the track)

[Verse]
She want a kid, she want the shiny, she go on my wrist
I'm not tryna cuff, not with the piss
Try tell 'еm motto and go mind they buis', my pockets is stuffed
Carе 'bout this shit, I need some sunblock, it's burnin' the fit
I keep me a Drac' on me like the six
I'm really the one, I'm really the jit who be out the Sprinter van (Yeah, yeah)
BROKIE so different, man, every beat, every track, it be hittin', man (Yeah, yeah)
[?] hired Christian bands
They just ain't listenin', really the G-O-A-T, if I'm not [?], listen man (Yeah, yeah)
I never hit a fan, only the man that I got on my body, I don't want these bitches, man (Yeah, yeah)
She want the dick again, sorry, lil' ho, I can't do that for you, go and try that with him again (Yeah, yeah)
Can't f*ck with men who got egos about the money they got, we got different amounts
They talk like I'm broke while I just bought a house And I ain't even cappin', man, bet with my spouse
Huh, chopstick under my blouse
I got way too much water, the bra gettin' doused
Huh, better than me? What I doubt
Why you bitch wanna lick on my neck? She a trout
I got my name and my face on a sweater, yo' bitch wanna wear it, you needa go get her
Huh, okay, and I'll just forget her 'cause I got a man who don't want me for cheddar
Huh, yeah, I got me some rappers who hatin' on me 'cause I do that shit better
Huh, yeah, my star gettin' hotter, my hair on whatever, my chains gettin' wetter

[Chorus]
Don't even ask
Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack
I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks
Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, damn
I don't want her, I want racks
I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn
I pop a Perc' and relax
I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, f*ck
Don't even ask
Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack
I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks
Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, damn
I don't want her, I want racks
I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn
I pop a Perc' and relax
I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, f*ck

[Outro]
Huh, yeah (BROKIE, your music f*cking sucks)
ISSBROKIE
Danny Brown gave the trans girl co-sign
There's no way she could fail