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letra de mag dump - issbrokie

[intro]
(shadow wizard money gang, we love casting spells)
(h-llset radio exclusive, b-tch)
shadow wizard p-ssy fart, we love casting smells, whatever
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah (karmamob sh-t, yuh)

[verse]
f-ckboy want beef, put yo’ fist up (okay)
gl!ck tucked, in my back pocket, always sticked up
i-i-influx, all this new money in my fist, bruh
l!ck, yuh, yo’ b-tch wanna f-ck because i’m sick, bruh
f-ck up on yo’ daughter, i might leave her in a back brace
i’m a girl with this water, but i’m fire, boy, it’s math games
rap game sh-tty, all these rappers sound exact same
stacks came to me, that’s why i’m critically acclaimed
open up the distro, now that paycheck too fat-fat-fat
you wanna touch my hair, like, b-tch, don’t do that-that-that
all these rappers square, but you already knew that-that-that
i stay with the pack like i’m a f-ckin’ zubat
like, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
nah, i ain’t f-ckin’ with n0body ‘less they in my crew
no, you cannot get a feature, i don’t f-ck with you
all the homies animals, we breakin’ out the zoo
that was corny, but i’m still out gettin’ food
and every time i hear a beat, know i’ma eat it like it’s food
like it’s food, [?] will not diss me because you lose
if i sound rude inside my music, irl, that’s probably true
i-i-i-i-i can’t f-ck with rappers, eat ’em like a goon
way i’m—, way i’m feastin’ on these beats, you think i went, like, 302
i’m-i’m-i’m lit like [?], but i’m still workin’ on the grooves
smoking radiation, while yo’ lady blow me like a zoo
mate, you aren’t the situation, homie, you are not the dude
these rappers mad i’m innovatin’, and they can’t do what i do
i’m-i’m-i’m sedated, ho, i’m really faded, b-tch, i’m smokin’ glue
you caucasian, look like ronald regan, talkin’ ’bout some jews
okay, like, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
why you talkin’ sh-t? okay, like, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
smokin’ on that spliff, okay, like, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
chillin’ with yo’ b-tch, okay, like, yuh, yuh, yuh
she think i’m the sh-t, like
you get no paper, i’m gon’ fade ’em like a typewriter
do leave his face hurt, all because he tried to face her like a fool
keep a saber, b-tch, i keep a f-ckin’ laser like a tool
lil’ b-tch, you talkin’ on the gang, i’ll hit you with the one, two
stick, talkin’ b-tch, i feel like jenx2
go get a check, b-tch, every bill i got, the color blue (ooh)
wrist wet, b-tch, diamonds on me when i’m in the stu’
lil’ b-tch, it’s brokie, i be ballin’ straight just like a f-ckin loo (issbrokie)
[outro]
shadow wizard d-ck waffle (yeah), haha
ayy
in this bit’ with a glock, bit’
yuh, yuh, yuh, bit’, yuh, f-ck, yuh

- issbrokie

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