GET ME RIGHT!

(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)