Issbrokie Snatched! Lyrics

[Intro]
Having a wonderful day today
Waist lookin' snatched, rap's still fire
Money stacked, computer silly (Yeah)
I don't know what I'ma rap now

[Chorus]
Told my shawty, "Go and pack another bowl for me"
Just sold out the venue, that's a Monday night show to me
Goth bitch posted on the grove with me
Slutty waistline, bitch, like that his ho skinny
I got new money, f*ck it, them some old 50s
Bills change colors, all blue, I been so busy
Rackin' ten times fatter than ya ho's tiddies
Sippin' on fizzy shit, it got me spinnin', so dizzy

[Verse 1]
Man, I put out more love than my own city
KARMAMØB be whippin' down ya road like we tourin'
I can't f*ck with rappers, every beat y'all hit be boring with the same 808s, same kick, got me snorin'
I been stayin' up writin' 'til the mornin'
It's, like, seven a.m, and I'm still up recordin', uh
I been snappin' while yo' thotty straight adorin'
Me and shawty in the foreign while y'all stayin' on a forum
Floor it (Skrrt)

[Verse 2]
Uh, cha-ching, cha-ching, cha-ching
That's the sound I'm hearin' when I'm steppin' in the ring
The queen of type beats, but I also been the king
They hatin' on my past 'cause I don't do censoring They just on my ass 'cause I say offensive things
Debating 'bout my tracks, doin' the misgenderin'
(“Fame got to BROKIE's head, he's coppin' dresses and wedding rings”)
The fame ain't gettin' to me, hun, I just like expensive things
(C'mon) Hoes cannot match the pen game
That's why I ain't shocked when I'm hearin' what all them say
I'm on top, shootin' past whoever send hate
Still on Bandlab, I get Guap, passin' Senseis
That was petty, just friendly competition
KARMAMØB been always winnin'
Other cats just AL dente (Yeah)
In the kitchen, and I'm whippin' up a chef's kiss
All while I'm smokin' on some shit that look like Dende

[Chorus]
Wait, hol' up
("Ayo, shawty, can you pack another bowl for me?")
Man, I just sold out the venue, that's a Monday night show to me
Goth bitch posted on the grove with me
Slutty waistline, bitch, like that his ho skinny
I got new money, f*ck it, them some old 50s
Bills change colors, all blue, I been so busy
Rackin' ten times fatter than ya ho's tiddies
Sippin' on fizzy shit, it got me spinnin', so dizzy

[Outro]
Woah, that's a wrap (ISSBROKIE)
Goddamn, that shit was hard