Issbrokie Nyotaimori! Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
That lil' dom [?] call me to sushi up her back
She obsessed wit' me, want me to beat her doonies to my raps
Bitch, I keep going, get 'em going, get 'em lapped
Par-par-party 'til he drips, now my soda flat (Reload)
[?] choppa [?] on his case, make a splash
They like three stack, oh, they got me leanin' off the pack (Dam-dammit)
Bitches always talkin' BROKIE for a clack
Y'all be tweetin' to the boy, nobody hatin' on you back (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
She was tryna f*ck on me, I already know
Plenty four, BROKIE pocket lookin' just like Yellowstone
Green inside her purse, I'm smokin' on a yеllow stone
Geeked up off that 'xotic in the cornеr, Golden Freddy pose
Brodie-brodie talkin' 'bout my music, but I bet he broken
Don't know how to blitz, cut that preset with some Reddit votes
Steady flow, money stackin' up, I'm rackin' hella dope
Medical pack came from Mexico, you better go

[Verse 2]
I put the blunt down (Oh yeah)
She gettin' shut down (oh yeah)
She wanna stay the night, I told her, "Take the bus now"
I hear her boyfriend buff that ho, he get ducked 'round
(What do you mean I gotta leave?) Dumba-dumbass bitch, that mean it's over-er
She left her anklet in my coat, I stack the choker
I left a chip up on her shoulder, ain't no poker
Netflixin' with Dora if you talkin' like a poser
Lil' bitch, I keep that blower

[Chorus]
That lil' dom [?] call me to sushi up her back
She obsessed wit' me, want me to beat her doonies to my raps
Bitch, I keep going, get 'em going, get 'em lapped
Par-par-party 'til he drips, now my soda flat (Reload)
[?] on his case, make a splash
They like three stack, oh, they got me leanin' off the pack (Dam-dammit)
Bitches always talkin' BROKIE for a clack
Y'all be tweetin' to the boy, nobody hatin' on you back

[Outro]
All your shit is fake
Fake, fake, fake (That lil' dom [?] call me to sushi up her back)
(She obsessed wit' me, want me to beat her doonies to my raps)
(Bitch, I keep going, get 'em going, get 'em lapped)
(Par-par-party 'til he drips, now my soda flat; Reload)
([?] on his case, make a splash)
(They like three stack, oh, they got me leanin' off the pack; Dam-dammit)
(Bitches always talkin' BROKIE for a clack)
(Y'all be tweetin' to the boy, nobody hatin' on you back)