Issbrokie Judy!
[Chorus]
Trappin' out the studi', bitch I'm makin' big bucks (Big bucks)
Big Booty Judy hit my line, tryna f..ck (Bitch)
Yo' bitch got cooties, that ho prolly give it up (Eugh)
“BROKIE too fruity”, bitch, shut the f..ck up (Shut the f..ck up)
That bitch thought she knew me 'til I rearranged her guts (On God)
Two XL pants, I can't get 'em past my butt
Do a ho like Sans if you f..ckin' with my bruh
I got ten big bands, I can barely hold 'em up (Barely hold 'em up)
[Verse 1]
Yo' S— yo' S-O a fan, why yo' exes showin' love?
She want me to hit it, I'm like “Baby, I don't f..ck
Stay loyal to your man, baby, you can get a hug” (Chill)
Then we went back to my place and yo' main bitch gimme suck (Oka— okay)
Too much purple in this sty-sty-sty—
Ugh, one more time (Blegh)
Too much purple in this styrofoam cup
Heard he talkin shit, why the f..ck he dap me up? (Like, why?)
Weird-ass online lames mad I'm up (Eugh)
My bitch always trainin', feel like Chi-Chi, way he piss me off
He grab on my chi-chis, beat the back up, he can't get me off (Yeah, yuh)
Titties really pretty small, I'm stuntin' in a little top
Japanese hoes blushin' 'cause I f..ck with city pop (Yeah)
Really make a milli' off of silly shit n' singin' pop
Brodie talkin shit on my committee, get him— get him knocked (Brrt)
All these hoes love it when I drop, I'm a pretty thot
You be with the cops or them rappers at the Diddy spots (Ew!)
[Chorus]
Trappin' out the studi', bitch I'm makin' big bucks (Big bucks)
Big Booty Judy hit my line, tryna f..ck (Bitch)
Yo' bitch got cooties, that ho prolly give it up (Eugh)
“BROKIE too fruity”, bitch, shut the f..ck up (Shut the f..ck up)
Trappin' out the studi', bitch I'm makin' big bucks (Big bucks)
Big Booty Judy hit my line, tryna f..ck (Bitch)
Yo' bitch got cooties, that ho prolly give it up (Like, ew!)
“BROKIE too fruity”, bitch, shut the f..ck up (ISSBROKIE!)
[Outro]
Bitch, fah, fah-fah-fah-fah
Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm geeked off a f..ckin' Monday
