Issbrokie Trip! Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayo, Oddwin)
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Take a tab of that acid and trip
Yeah, stop grabbin' my ass off the rip
f*ck it, she feel like a brand-new bitch
New chop came with a brand-new clip
New vox came with a brand-new fit
Blue top, bills ain't no brand-new shit
New drum came with a brand-new kick
Bitch, I like new bread, who that?

[Verse]
Y'all ain't ones type to call out the feds
Y'all ain't ones, probably rather be dead
If you on Twitter, then hate on the kid
How 'bout you get your own gualla instead?
Swaggin' shit, I be out for the mans
I just made your salary drawin' in bed
Got a bullshit allergy, shout-out to chance
All these rappers my calories, I'm gettin' fat
Every time she around, she be eatin' me up
Her man tryna f*ck me and beatin' me up
How come your main bitch readin' me up?
I'm pullin' all nighters, I need to be up
Send me a beat, I'ma heat that shit up
How come your main bitch feelin' me up?
Now one of your rappers is seedin' me up Yeah, oh-yeah

[Chorus]
Take a tab of that acid and trip
Yeah, stop grabbin' my ass off the rip
f*ck it, she feel like a brand-new bitch
New chop came with a brand-new clip
New vox came with a brand-new fit
Blue top, bills ain't no brand-new shit
New drum came with a brand-new kick
Bitch, I like new bread, who that?
Take a tab of that acid and trip
Yeah, stop grabbin' my ass off the rip
f*ck it, she feel like a brand-new bitch
New chop came with a brand-new clip
New vox came with a brand-new fit
Blue top, bills ain't no brand-new shit
New drum came with a brand-new kick
Bitch, I like new bread, who that?

[Outro]
Y'all ain't ones type to call out the feds
Y'all ain't ones, probably rather be dead
If you on Twitter, then hate on the kid
How 'bout you get your own gualla inste— (BROKIE, your music f*cking sucks)
Swaggin' shit, I be out for the mans
I just made your salary drawin' in bed
Got a bullshit allergy, shout-out to chance
All these rappers my calories—