GET ME RIGHT!

Lyrics
(Brokie, your music fucking sucks) Yeah My dealer get me right I'm smokin' top shelf z-a-z-a just to sleep at night (yeah) I barely ever try Cos every opp that wanna test me know it's suicide How the fuck you finna check me You ain't down to die Yo main bitch text me I don't hit her back, I'm staying dry She can't hit me surprised She call me to this day, she still get hit with no replies Took me a paid flight out to New York Ridin' first class in the jet Dabbin' up every fan While they [?] Get my side bitch hit mе up I don't even look, I don't do texts No, I ain't rеally move I quote and quote A bitch'll get hit wit a TEC Swear to god it be hellcore when its KARMAMOB Lock, l-n-m-n-s-o-s And they say that I move different Ever since I found myself with a new set But I ain't really move different Shout out Jen, got the same friends, never left But I guess you ain't move different Ain't a fuckin' day one, bitch youse a pest Yeah, oh Every time that I learn a boy, hit my phone steady trynna speak bout that same clout everybody else want, I cry And every time that a bitch hit my DMs crawling right back to me bout envy from the past I just wanna die Boy, get the fuck out my dms You're like 30 every damn weekend See you gon' fix your life And now that boy wanna talk shit Playin games, I don't do gossip Why you toxic? Bitch bye Yeah My dealer get me right I'm smokin' top shelf z-a-z-a just to sleep at night (yeah) I barely ever try Cos every opp that wanna test me know it's suicide How the fuck you finna check me You ain't down to die Yo main bitch text me I don't hit her back, I'm staying dry She can't hit me surprised She call me to this day, she still get hit with no replies (ISSBROKIE)
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- ISSBROKIE