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letra de whatzgud! - issbrokie & blckk

[intro]
-phone ringing-
h-llo?
y-you are listening to a gortiverse exclusive

[chorus: issbrokie]
in this b-tch, beanie chillin’ on my head
thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
stupid b-tch, shut up
don’t you ever try that sh-t with me again
suck my motherf-ckin’ d-ck to the feds
stupid b-tch, what up?
me and my brothers only sticking to the bread (yeah!)
you can miss me with that open that you sent (that open that you sent b-tch!)
stupid b-tch, shut up
only worried ’bout the paper and the pen
got ’em stressin’ while i’m chillin’ in my bed
stupid b-tch, what up?

[verse 1: issbrokie]
what the f-ck’s good? (what?)
b-tch i tough woods (what?)
did that sh-t by myself, said n0body could
what the f-ck’s good when yo’ toе tag stuck? (okay!)
hottest rapper on the ground and in yo’ wholе hood (okay!)
f-ck [?] (okay!)
that ‘lil album you dropped, i ain’t even look
hah! guess i did it again
i got a lame f-ckboy as my friend, he a sorry excuse
turn a f-ckboy to a recluse
so you never ever talk on the crew
blckk, tell ’em what’s up!
[verse 2: blckk]
crazy, cold money for my whole rent
catch you runnin’ through my block ’til he suspect
go do summers, don’t worry ’bout where i’m at
keep the word, p-ssy, push it ’til we out that
yeah, word to everybody who don’t f-ck with me (yeah!)
i did this before you ever jumped in it (yeah!)
word to everybody who gon’ come for me (yeah!)
i jump right back out the dirt, b-tch, f-ck with me (yeah!)
i let you get it once i’m done with it
i used to do this sh-t for fun ’til we got funds in it (bow, bow!)
i’m itchin’, barking it, this my [?] got one gimmick (bap!)
just copy paste, i’ll k!ll myself alright, it’s y’all winnin’
yeah! yeah! (get up)
(b-tch, get up)
(f-ck rap, get the whole gang set up)
(bap!)
ayy, i smoke what you call competition
quotation marks around that b-tch, you can’t hit one condition
i’m tryna spin back to that f-ggot, ammunition wit’ it
i take it back, don’t get a b-tch i’m tryna f-ckin’ k!ll ’em (bow!)
everybody wanna be cool ’til they get and see me (bow, bow)
b-tch, i’m really ’bout my word and b-tch i’m still kickin’ (yeah!)
get at once and in a month, i bet he still spinnin’
i’m tryna bury out these b-tches, b-tch, i
[verse 3: teenager disaster]
(come on, put your f-cking hands up)
(i’ma get this sh-t jumpin’ like—) (god you’re always h-rny too)
(h-rny too)
(h-rny too)
(b-tch!)
(jump!) (jump!) jump motherf-cker
if i’m runnin’ to that b-tch i’ma say, “what’s good?”
jump (jump), jump (jump), jump motherf-cker
if i run into that b-tch i’ma say, “what’s good?”
h-ll yeah! (h-ll yeah!)
i said, h-ll yeah! (h-ll yeah!)
what’s good? (what’s good?)
([?], it’s teenage)

[chorus: issbrokie]
in this b-tch, beanie chillin’ on my head
thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
stupid b-tch, shut up
don’t you ever try that sh-t with me again
suck my motherf-ckin’ d-ck to the feds
stupid b-tch, what up?
me and my brothers only sticking to the bread
you can miss me with that open that you sent
stupid b-tch, shut up
only worried ’bout the paper and the pen
got ’em stressin’ while i’m chillin’ in my bed
stupid b-tch, brokie!

- issbrokie blckk

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