DON’T EVEN ASK!

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ISSBROKIE - Rap, Underground Rap

DON’T EVEN ASK!

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[Intro] Oh-woah Yeah, yeah I'm wit' ISSBROKIE in the Hunter's Bay (Uh) Makin' homeless niggas crack and crime (Yeah, yeah, uh) God, I love America [Chorus] "Can I get a—", uh, don't even ask Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, yeah I don't want her, I want racks I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn I pop a Perc' and relax I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, fuck (I throw up Berserk on the track) [Verse] She want a kid, she want the shiny, she go on my wrist I'm not tryna cuff, not with the piss Try tell 'em motto and go mind they buis', my pockеts is stuffed Care 'bout this shit, I need some sunblock, it's burnin' thе fit I keep me a Drac' on me like the six I'm really the one, I'm really the jit who be out the Sprinter van (Yeah, yeah) BROKIE so different, man, every beat, every track, it be hittin', man (Yeah, yeah) [?] hired Christian bands They just ain't listenin', really the G-O-A-T, if I'm not [?], listen man (Yeah, yeah) I never hit a fan, only the man that I got on my body, I don't want these bitches, man (Yeah, yeah) She want the dick again, sorry, lil' ho, I can't do that for you, go and try that with him again (Yeah, yeah) Can't fuck with men who got egos about the money they got, we got different amounts They talk like I'm broke while I just bought a house And I ain't even cappin', man, bet with my spouse Huh, chopstick under my blouse I got way too much water, the bra gettin' doused Huh, better than me? What I doubt Why you bitch wanna lick on my neck? She a trout I got my name and my face on a sweater, yo' bitch wanna wear it, you needa go get her Huh, okay, and I'll just forget her 'cause I got a man who don't want me for cheddar Huh, yeah, I got me some rappers who hatin' on me 'cause I do that shit better Huh, yeah, my star gettin' hotter, my hair on whatever, my chains gettin' wetter [Chorus] Don't even ask Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, damn I don't want her, I want racks I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn I pop a Perc' and relax I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, fuck Don't even ask Ain't been to my crib, you ain't gettin' jack I make her stop breathin' like asthma attacks Rockin' Burberry gas with that blueberry pack, uh, damn I don't want her, I want racks I don't want fur, I want plaques, huh, damn I pop a Perc' and relax I throw up Berserk on the track, yeah, fuck [Outro] Huh, yeah (BROKIE, your music fucking sucks) ISSBROKIE Danny Brown gave the trans girl co-sign There's no way she could fail

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