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issbrokie - falala! lyrics

[chorus]
fa, la+la+la, la
he don’t like no strap, my sh+t fa, la+la+la
coming— coming from the mud, kid that cry, la+la+la, la
i’ve been on my block, i’m like, “nah, nah, nah, nah, nah” (dam+dammit)
ah+ah, ah, ah, na+na+na, na
me and my choppa sing, sound like fa, la+la+la
bullets really sting, make him drop, la+la+la, la
how you hatin’ on me? you not la, la+la+la, la

[verse]
she like, “brokie, don’t go over there”
b+tch, i got opps tryna die
they like “how you walk ’round with that hundred round clip?”
i’m used to clutchin’ the .5
bad lil’ b+tch in the [?] want to suck on this d+ck
she told me, “have a good night”
she like, “brokie, be careful, i ain’t squirted before”
i make her shoot ’til she dry
two bad hoes in the back tryna f+ck this b+tch
i might go three at a time
tryna f+ck, i don’t care about who is whippin’
either way, i’m f+ckin’ tonight
body wanna hit up my phone, what you livin’ likе?
i tell that motherf+cker, “gеt off my line”
ask for a preset, you gettin’ blocked
b+tch, you couldn’t do this if you tried
she on my phone like (dammit)
’cause i ain’t givin’ the d+ck up, b+tch, goodbye
had you bl!ckin’ the tec
prolly gon’ shoot the boy up if he b+tch online
see all that sh+t in her b+tt
put that sh+t in like a grown+ass woman, i’m bi
keep a stick, and it f+ck
make that sh+t fah+fah+fah, turn that boy to the sky
i got unlimited bucks
i’m a glitch, i be runnin’ sh+t up
lions be hittin’ my phone at a party
they playin’ my sh+t, b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
talk to me in three years, shut up
‘fore i pierce yo’ ear, gonna sl+t
honestly, i should just f+ck they b+tch
that sh+t be too easy, they b+tch ’boutta sl+t
i’m in her gut, she all like
[chorus]
fa, la+la+la, la
he don’t like no strap, my sh+t fa, la+la+la
coming— coming from the mud, kid that cry, la+la+la, la
that b+tch on my block, i’m like, “nah, nah, nah, nah, nah” (dam+dammit)
ah+ah, ah, ah, na+na+na, na
me and my choppa sing, sound like fa+la+la+la
bullets really sting, make him drop, la+la+la, la
how you hatin’ on me? you not la, la+la+la, la

- issbrokie lyrics

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