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issbrokie - grow tf up! lyrics

[intro]
(b+tch, grow the f+ck up)
(ayy, what? yeah, okay)
yeah (ooh)
oh, yeah, oh, yeah
yeah

[chorus]
b+tch, grow the f+ck up (b+tch)
thinkin’ i’m gon’ run ones (what?)
way i’m sippin’ goose and tappin’ heads
you’d think it’s duck+duck
i ain’t gave a f+ck once, why would i put knucks up? (why?)
don’t come on my block, lil’ boy, this chop gon’ get yo’ b+tt f+cked
b+tch, grow the f+ck up (b+tch)
thinkin’ i’m gon’ run ones (never)
way i’m sippin’ goose and tappin’ heads
you’d think it’s duck+duck (you’d think it’s duck+duck)
i ain’t gave a f+ck once, why would i put knucks up? (why?)
don’t come on my block, lil’ boy, this chop gon’ get yo’ b+tt f+cked

[verse]
d+d+don’t come on my block, this choppa make you throw your stuff up
p+p+pull up to the burbs and rob whoever actin’ stuck up
whoever wanna fight, i hit they gut and make ’em upchuck
“brokie kinda sounds like this one rapper i know” (ugh)
man, shut the f+ck up
e+e+every single time i slide up on his block, i’m with the pump, bruh
hit his main b+tch every time i come around, i’m like a nunchuck
shawty packin’, he gon’ die, don’t give a f+ck how he gon’ run up
do the feature for the free? i should smack you, get yo’ funds up
new rocks+new rocks on my motherf+ckin’ feet, they some stompers

red exotic got me tweakin’ in the air like mr. crocker
she can’t help but eat the d+ck, lil’ b+tch, i went and tried to stop her
lil’ b+tch, i’m makin’ hits, you’d think i’m playin’ for the dodgers
i’m dripped out in all black, look just like k!llmonger
choppa+choppa got some kickback, it’s gon’ send you over yonder
5+5+5.56 green tip rip through that boy armor
he a goner
[chorus]
b+tch, grow the f+ck up (b+tch)
thinkin’ i’m gon’ run ones (what?)
way i’m sippin’ goose and tappin’ heads
you’d think it’s duck+duck
i ain’t gave a f+ck once, why would i put knucks up? (why?)
don’t come on my block, lil’ boy, this chop gon’ get yo’ b+tt f+cked
b+tch, grow the f+ck up (b+tch)
thinkin’ i’m gon’ run ones (never)
way i’m sippin’ goose and tappin’ heads
you’d think it’s duck+duck (you’d think it’s duck+duck)
i ain’t gave a f+ck once, why would i put knucks up? (why?)
don’t come on my block, lil’ boy, this chop gon’ get yo’ b+tt f+cked
(b+tch, grow the f+ck up)

[outro]
(b+tch, grow the f+ck up)
(ayy, what? yeah, okay)
yeah (ooh)
oh, yeah, oh, yeah
yeah
b+tch, grow the f+ck up
yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, yeah, oh, yeah
yeah, yeah
ayy

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