BITCH + MOAN + SCREAM!

Lyrics

[Intro] Shout-out Perry P-Perry, stop making the beat and talk to me [Verse] Uh, you lookin' lost just like Nemo Straight out the trap, and I'm packin' a kilo like Breaking Bad Got yo' bitch on her knees, I might break her back Eat her ass when I deep stroke Eighty MACs right up under my seat I been hittin' gas, I forgot how to breathe, ho Pick out a MAC-11 where yo' team go Like, uh, I'm in my dungeon with a mic Thinkin' bout something I can write I got a gun, prolly take yo' life And I got bust, prolly take yo' wife Fuck on yo' husband out of spite (Okay) Bitch, I'ma punch in like Mike (Okay) If he tryna bite, then it's night-night Rockin' white Nikes, you's a white knight I'm the nice dykе You ain't talkin' money, then it's bye-byе (Okay) Not into the fighting, make the nine live That boy is a feline, take his nine lives I don't give a fuck if you want attention Fuckboy, get up out my mentions On my face screamin' one sentence "You're fired," bitch, like Benson, like, ayy Broke shawty up next, that shit a fact, not even a flex, uh Fuck that, give me neck I ain't talkin' if it does not involve a check, uh This shit butt sex Shawty wan' fuck, but we just met I feel like CRUCIFUCKER how I step BROKIE gon' drop the bass, Skrillex (Yeah) [Outro] Bad bitch wan' fuck on the team Shawty, I can't fuck you for free Shawty give me money for that D Shawty give me suck, then she leave Dick all up in my butt, in my cheeks Cunty ass slut what I be (Okay) I'm up in her guts when I please She want me to cuff, bitch, plead I'm number one, you M-A-D? I'm the one, you M-I-D I made this for the dudes on my D Mad as fuck, my fans call me "she" Mad as fuck, you don't feel like a he Mad as fuck because I got clout Don't call me a—, clone in the comments I'm still the richest bitch in my town I'm still the richest thot on Soundcloud Still the richest tranny in my scene Same songs since 2016 It sounds so annoying now to me None these rappers tryna innovate it They just tryna bitch, moan, and scream Rappin' on the same 808s, it just sound like noise now to me How you long been makin' this shit? You been makin' since I was the age of an eighth grade child How long you gon' fake that you're right you gon' make it Like, give it up, homie, and make your own style "My shit is so damn different," lil' bro, yo' shit ain't even wild I just wanna make that shit that make me smile I've kept this shit bottled up for a while I should do that less Anyway, ISSBROKIE