Issbrokie Paparazzi! Lyrics

[Intro: SSJ Daki]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Haha, I hate you, BROKIE, I hate you) Yeah

[Chorus: ISSBROKIE & SSJ Daki]
Paparazzi glass, and they last my shades
Flippin' my finger up, bitch, go away
Rappers on Twitter just throwin' out hate
Th-these niggas mad 'cause they ain't gettin' play
Creep in the night with the mask in, okay
Pop out the box, yeah, that shit snake played
What about my second dish at my place?
He try to try, but he clutchin' a fake

[Verse 1: ISSBROKIE]
Paparazzi chasin' down wit' a Tweet
Pull up geeked off that 'xotic I got from the street
f*ck a dispensary, bitch, I smoke off the tree
You can't find you a tranny that's hotter than me
In the stew of my bitches, she rockin' them G's
You don't got you a bitch, you don't know what I mean (Dam-dammit)
Shoot an opp, I hit everything green
Paparazzi, it turn to a gig

[Verse 2: SSJ Daki]
Miracle, I been in the cut
Rappers be talking, but ain't did enough
How this bitch movin' like I fell in love?
She must f*ck other, don't just try to— hoo, choo
f*ck other, don't just try to crush
I put a dick in yo' queen like a slut (Say what?)
Bitch talkin', I'm poppin' like puss
I ask in my money like shadows of a plane
I made that accent wax, huh, new cash
New racks and I blow out, back in them thwacks
She love how I do it
Huh, I'm in college, my money go stupid
You're an eleven, lil' bitch, I ain't Cupid
Baby, talk on the neck, how I'm clueless
They pushin' that whip, I ain't cruisin', ah
I got me a— (Yeah), I'm shootin', yeah

[Verse 3: ISSBROKIE & SSJ Daki]
[?] my double cup, I was tryna dabble up
My bitch will rip him in two, huh
Got the Chanel-y bag, BROKIE, they hella mad
Okay, they mad over who? Huh I'm in the GTR, run it back, VCR
How come they mad in they mood? Huh
She wanna stay at my place, girl, yo' shit must be laced
I don't mean to be rude, but, huh
Dumb ho tryna count my money, she funny
Boy, you red in the face, nose runny
Tryna find my lyrics, you ain't finna find nothin'
Every bitch wanna f*ck me, I'm the trans LilHuddy, like, huh
Got a clean record, but the guap stay dirty
Dapped up on my honey, keep a strap, little buddy
Sip muddy, muddy, muddy
Get a taste, real-yummy rainbows in my tummy, ha
So check me, bitch, yeah

[Chorus: ISSBROKIE & SSJ Daki]
Paparazzi glass, and they last my shades
Flippin' my finger up, bitch, go away
Rappers on Twitter just throwin' out hate
Th-these niggas mad 'cause they ain't gettin' play
Creep in the night with the mask in, okay
Pop out the box, yeah, that shit snake played
What about my second dish at my place?
He try to try, but he clutchin' a f—

[Outro: ISSBROKIE & SSJ Daki]
Paparazzi glass, and they last my shades
Flippin' my finger up, bitch, go away
Rappers on Twitter just throwin' out hate
Th-these niggas mad 'cause they ain't gettin' play
Creep in the night with the mask in, okay
Pop out the box, yeah, that shit snake played
What about my second dish at my place?
He try to try, but he clutchin' a fake
Paparazzi chasin' down wit' a Tweet
Pull up geeked off that 'xotic I got from the street
f*ck a dispatch of weed, bitch, I smoke off the tree
You can't find you a tranny that's hotter than me
In the stew of my bitches, she rockin' them G's
You don't got you a bitch, you don't know what I mean (Dam-dammit)
Shoot an opp, I hit everything green
Paparazzi, it turn to a gig

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