WOKE UP IN A BAD MOOD!

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ISSBROKIE - Rap, Independent

WOKE UP IN A BAD MOOD!

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[Intro] You know, I always wondered what it was that was consuming (Bitch) and spending me (Yeah) [Chorus] Bitch, I woke up in a bad mood hoping everything around me die Woke up thinkin' flowers finna wilt as soon I step outside Fuck a mainstream rapper, bitch, I'll treat y'all like some passerbys If he talkin' smack on IG, my heat get him pacified I feel like an angel, poured a four, then fell up out the sky They like, "What you be on?" I just tell 'em that it's classified I don't give a fuck who like me, bitch, I don't care who you like Buy my mom a house, thе only time I'm gon' be satisfied [Verse 1] Fuck, I put a fridgе on the Glock, I put a fridge on the Glock, ayy Bitch, why would I switch on the MØB? Why would I switch for the guap? Ayy Bitch, I won't be part of yo' stock I won't be part of yo' stock Ayy, yeah, bitch, I'm too busy to talk Bitch, I'm too busy to—, ooh, fuck [Verse 2] Fuckboy wanna scrap, tell 'em, "B-E-T" Pull up in all black like the B.E.T With the way a bitch rap, think I be E.T Hit yo' clique from the back with a DDT A bitch spinnin' round yo' block like a DVD I'm drunk drivin' all the time, ho, I'm 80° proof I think I know why these rap cats hate on me If I made yo' shit, I'd be angry too So get with me [Verse 3] So many y'all dudes, I don't wanna get near me You the type of bitch I ain't been, you can't feel me, uh Fucker's all swarm, it's startin' to get silly Ice on my neck, lil' bro, it's been chilly When you get more chilly, we can talk percentages Yo' bitch is a whore, really [?] appendages I don't want no gross really if it's not for spendin' About me, my eye, I rep percentages [Chorus] Bitch, I woke up in a bad mood hoping everything around me die Woke up thinkin' flowers finna wilt as soon I step outside Fuck a mainstream rapper, bitch, I'll treat y'all like some passerbys If he talkin' smack on IG, my heat get him pacified I feel like a angel, poured a four, then fell up out the sky They like, "What you be on?" I just tell 'em that it's classified I don't give a fuck who like me, bitch, I don't care who you like Buy my mom a house, the only time I'm gon' be satisfi-i-i-i-i-i-i-

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  • ISSBROKIE