if this album seems like its too preachy, it’s because it isn't for you :3👍

BOMINATION!

an album about my headspace going into turning 20

shteppi - 20. (deluxe)

shteppi x calder - through thunder & lightning.

lyrics:

i’m sellin crack like it’s back in the epidemic
shawdy plap on my lap we be slapping pelvis
givin brain to issbrokie like academics
all my oppas look clapped 
they got bad genetics
and they rap pathetic
so they apathetic
when issbrokie be ballin n stackin lettuce
i got riches from flippin dem psychedelics
i got bitches they ordered in alphabetic
and my bitch lookin hotter than tom sellic 
hold up bitch i been flippin the dope
said he better? shit must be a joke
cuz that fuckboy eat grits, he poor, he broke
i’m smokin on shit got em screamin “oh no”
i might give yo bitch throat hoe issbrokie don’t choke
wear so much ice leave my neck soaked
broke hoe who they wrote checks fo 
i get a check now i’m ignorin ya
gettin money to me like euphoria
brokie more of a man than all of you rappers
it’s giving me gender dyphoria
so many weapons i look like a warrior 
said he wan’ fade but he making a story up
get the choppa and make his shit gory
i’ll teach him this shit aint a game no tutorial 
brokie got hella racks she emporium 
floorin the hellcat while i be pourin up
i keep a yappa my foreign truck
if he wan fade then i’m leavin victorious 
smokin tree i be lighting a forest up
smokin his pack after karmamob tore him up
i got 44 whores in my porsche
got adorable opps i’m ignorin who borin us 
bitch
i’m smokin on tree got me soarin and shit
pink AP got adorable wrists
askin for feet you down horrible twin
issbrokie the number 1 whore that exists
bad bitch rockin deplorable fits
they talkin but these non-affordable kicks
they can’t afford this
i’m sippin and pourin the splish 
my lighter be warmin the spliff

I SELL CRACK! (prod. shushuboi)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by wanderlust & lovejams

(verse 1:)
lately i
been losing my friends right and left
or maybe i
realized that i was right and left
but who am i to judge?
lookin for approval from my family
karma cuz the real dont understand me
you so fucking full of shit
but what’s that say about my mirror?

(chorus:)
cuz every time i look
the more i fall into your shit
and every time i dont
the more you try to let me in

(verse 2:)
“mature for my age” thats why you said
dont lil sister me you aint in my shoes
you mentally where i was december of 2 years ago
haha :3
why you throwing bullshit
at my window
close yo damn lips
keep them shits closed
i dont know why i
keep letting this hoe talk my ear off

(chorus:)
when every time i look
the more i fall into your shit
and every time i dont
the more you try to let me in
cuz every time i look
the more i fall into your shit
and every time i dont
the more you try to let me in

shteppi. - let me out pls.

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by rémdolla

(verse 1:)
head over heels off the whiskey 
thats what my life been since you kissed me
i know your boyfriend got shit against me
n thats why you aint never tryna hit me up
thats why you miss calls n dismiss me
you said “i really don’t believe that he gets me”
i’m stayin up hoping you dont forget me

(chorus:)
girl, i dont mean to pry
baby
but i wan’ live inside your head
and i know that aint right
no
but when i close my eyes i’m picturing you in my bed
please come over tonight 

(verse 2:)
you know he aint good for you
thats just not how y’all built
you like me better than him
you just staying for the guilt
you got what i want 
along witta body that could kill
i know that you want me
but you gotta want my ass for real
you say
that he brings u on shitty ass dates
i could fly you around the whole state
so you could look for something to complain about
i know you’d prolly do the same
but you stuck witta dork, witta lame
and i know its easier said then done
and honey,

(chorus:)
i dont mean to pry
baby
but i wan’ live inside your head
and i know that aint right
no
but when i close my eyes i’m picturing you in my bed
please come over tonight 
girl, i dont mean to pry
baby
but i wan’ live inside your head
and i know that aint right
no
but when i close my eyes i’m picturing you in my bed
please come over tonight

shteppi - i don’t mean to pry.

(lyrics:)

(hook:)
i got the beats and the jams
weed make yo mans
prolly tweak off a gram
took weeks off the gram
cuz my comments tryna speak on the plan
how tf i’m finna beef witta fan?
heat fo ya mans
if he really tryna tweet bout the fam
that ctrl alt delete in my hand
grip, squeeze, it don’t jam
808 gon break the speakers again
iss impossible to sleep on yo aunt

(verse:)
get up outta bed, tryna get shit done
my old friends on my dick like they expect sum
a broke bitch never gave away a penny once
my flow switch day n night like the setting sun
if a rapper want beef then its wellington
fuck a beef bitch, open up the eddison
or FL make a track how you cant outrun
the broke shawdy wit the guns 
when its said n done
i’m tryna buy my mom a house on the beach
type clout you cant teach
cop land on a hill 
thas a house you cant reach
all blue a bitch bills
i aint even rolled deep
but if you tryna get killed
then come for me
like “aw shit”
smokin on opps til i get nauseous 
i got profit
shawdy rappin like gods profit
i cough off zips
i’m offa antibiotics 
i often 
murder a beat put it in coffin
i got dis
how much longer can brokie talk dis
hawt shit
rappers aint yappin bout me they lock lipped
thigh high socks lil thottie the gyatt got grip
walk on ya block i’m prolly the most poppin
marry poppin
umbrella lil bitch i got drip
my guap is
really unstoppable automatic
i’m walkin 
out wit my dawg
wallace and gromit
blonde chick
college degree
she gimme knowledge 
boss bitch
brand new merchandise gettin drop-shipped
obviously flowin i’m goin til its obnoxious 
flawless, kick a rapper eyes out they sockets
it dont take a problem solved to know y’all not shit

(hook:)
i got the beats and the jams
weed make yo mans
prolly tweak off a gram
took weeks off the gram
cuz my comments tryna speak on the plan
how tf i’m finna beef witta fan?
heat fo ya mans
if he really tryna tweet bout the fam
that ctrl alt delete in my hand
grip, squeeze, it don’t jam
808 gon break the speakers again
iss impossible to sleep on yo aunt

JAMS! (prod. pipe bomb)

y’all can shut up now lol

shoutout calder for mixing our vocals :3

FUGGIT 10 MINUTE SONG!🖕>:3🔥 (ft. lil darkie) (prod. fony wallace)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by kidhoodiee, anh, & vnoahh


(chorus:)
you the reason 
i dont talk to homies and i work late
we both been adults 
but u still actin like its first grade
i dont even know how 
we got like this in the first place
is you my friend or not, oh oh
is you my friend or have i
wasted every second 
talkin to you on my worst days?
i wish i could go back, 
figure out bout when this turn came
i dont even want you texting me no “happy birthdays”
cuz we ain’t friends no more no no
cuz we aint friends no more i-

(verse:)
got some self respect,
i dont let people walk over me no more
like i did then,
i’m so tired tryna do shit for y’all,
stickin out my neck
its gon’ end up in a brace again 
i keep dealin wit stress 
always do shit i regret
cuz the people that i do it for eventually forget
that i live for all the people live for me
i’m such a wreck
but you taught me lessons even if the teachin indirect
i been living for myself ever since you aint been my friend

(chorus:)
you the reason 
i dont talk to homies and i work late
we both been adults 
but u still actin like its first grade
i dont even know how 
we got like this in the first place
is you my friend or not, oh oh
is you my friend or have i
wasted every second 
talkin to you on my worst days?
i wish i could go back, 
figure out bout when this turn came
i dont even want you texting me no “happy birthdays”
cuz we ain’t friends no more no no
cuz we aint friends no more i-

shteppi - we aint frens no mo lol.

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by origami

(hook:)
shawdy said she like girls
i just hope she like me
shawdy come be my world
just come over n be by me
she say she like my curls
she got me pink like sheesh
she want a necklace pearls
i want her in these sheets
shawdy said she like girls
i just hope she like me
shawdy come be my world
just come over n be by me
she say she like my curls
she got me pink like sheesh
she want a necklace pearls
i want her in these sheets

(verse:)
she dont want me dealin the white
cuz she dont want me in the streets
but girl this already my life
i dont like to talk about it
shawdy bisexual 
thats how i know she a freak
she got 3 different studded belts up on the jeans
i got 3 different ways i’d hit it, like peep
on the couch, on the bed, no i dont want the head, i want nun but her pleasure just once fo’ i’m dead, i should ask if she want me, she prolly i bet
cuz we regularly open like 7-11
i told her, she sayin “come over” i’m sweatin 
dis more than just friendship 
now i’m second guessin
she cool as a friend but i guess she could get it
way she bend her back on me got me in heaven
i walk through her door n i stopped
she already dont got a top
now we in her room, its locked
i lay down n she get on top
shawdy ride me like a-
shawdy ride me like a thot
she ask if i do this a lot
(yeah)
hella hickies it look like we fought
we stop, now we talkin for hours
then right back to fuckin we get in the shower
she suckin on me got the coochie devoured 
its 3 in the mornin, said fuck it got louder
wake up in the morning then dip out her house
now i think it’s official got me so empowered
but i’m second guessin myself like a coward
i wonder if we only homies, she got me like

(hook:)
shawdy said she like girls
i just hope she like me
shawdy come be my world
just come over n be by me
she say she like my curls
she got me pink like sheesh
she want a necklace pearls
i want her in these sheets
shawdy said she like girls
i just hope she like me
shawdy come be my world
just come over n be by me
she say she like my curls
she got me pink like sheesh
she want a necklace pearls
i want her in these sheets

shteppi - bi.

(lyrics:)

no whore u cant get a follow
fuck if u a model 
if u wanna u could suck n swallow
water on the collar and the cap 
like i’m a water bottle
bitch i eat 
on every beat i see 
like my name avacado
chillin wit my vatos
lotta gualla 
pockets on diablo
got a lot of follows 
from my city down to colarodo 
choppa on el choppo
golden gates my city el’ dorato
make yo shawdy waddle
gave her cock until she on to gobble
he in a debacle
choppa modded i aint boutta squabble
aim bot every flow i hit is sick you’d think a shawdy toggle
lmg is on bionical 
i aint no role model
speedin in the whip like sonic do
because i dont doddle
brodie mad i dont respect the game
when i just dont gotta
gotta long choppa
cook ya head up like a tostada
shawdy wobble ass up in my face
n i just wont stop her
way that i be ballin bitch
i’m lookin like a globetrotter
i’m a whole monster
smoke dope wit the rolled grabba
got a whole lotta
gualla more than brokie own father
0 up to 60 in a second 
shit got no throttle
you ass dont got no job 
you aint wearin no prada
told ya hoe “nada”
cuz she wanna make my home ours
she was givin dome dome dome
prolly 4 hours
hit it, no condom
took it raw cuz i’m the goat prolly
i dont deal with yo problems 
i be offa no molly
xotic got me jolly than a bitch
the north pole want me
take ya bro and ya bros hoe cuz they both bodies
diamonds soap watery
the lottery my whole wallet
g i’m floatin on these beats
you’d think i’m offa coke prolly

NO WHORE! (prod. 2ico) (soundcloud exclusive)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by bokoven

(verse 1:)
she wants to meet again
but baby i cant do this twice
let you see me again
u and ur gorgeous lil brown eyes
cuz ur so sweet and zen
and i just know i’m not your type
she tryna keep me in
when i’m a stray cat whos outside
and i despise myself
for even saying yes to u
said on her life she felt
like i could balance out her moods
its like she just got one
being the best girl that u knew
wont lie, keep it a buck

(chorus:)
girl, lovin me wont get u far
you only gonna waste the time u got to urself
the fuck you give is strange to watch
more anxious bout opinions than my own human health
oh baby you so dangerous 
you lookin for a girl thats tryna live off ur wealth
but baby i can’t be the one for you
i’m too afraid i’ll change u into somebody else

(verse 2:)
i gave her hope again
i gave her hope we could be cool
she wan’ get close again
that’s shit i cant afford to do
might break her heart again
because she think i’m good and true
girl dont u start again
i know me well enough to not know you
but that wont stop her now
she hit me up on instagram sayin she don’t know how
someone like me could tell her no
baby i dont know either
just know i shouldnt see her
cuz she too wonderful to find out

(chorus:)
lovin me wont get u far
you only gonna waste the time u got to urself
the fuck you give is strange to watch
more anxious bout opinions than my own human health
oh baby you so dangerous 
you lookin for a girl thats tryna live off ur wealth
but baby i can’t be the one
i’m too afraid i’ll change u into somebody else

shteppi - don'twasteurtimeonme.

this was freestyled i didn’t write down the lyrics lmao

PINK! (prod. tj nero)

(hook:)
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-

(verse:)
pit that we livin in
i don’t care bout sin
too much guilt, my brain might spin again
ABOMINATION
i’m not innocent
just an upstanding citizen 
its so cool to be a hypocrite 
i’m like the president

(hook:)
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-
come die in the pit
come dive in the-

ISSBROKIE - PIT! (prod. skotskr)

(hook:)
i bomb a nation if a nation bombin me
i’m an abomination in the eyes of what you seek
god
i’m his creation by yo own logic that means
that god isn’t perfect, thats that shit i don’t believe 
your god gave me freedom and ability to speak
thats why god gave a fanbase to the tranny known as me
i aint sold my soul for shit
fuck a label bitch i’m free
fuck yo politics, yo magic, and yo judgement over me

(verse:)
i’m just dancing and shmoovin on beats
and you pissed
fax over feelings the fact is i’m lit
fuckboys mockin n jackin dis shit
while a slut bitch really be active n shit
miss me wit alla that activist shit
miss me wit alla that blasphemous shit
you just as human as me in this pit
turn to a god soon as i get a blick
pass me the clip now i’m smackin it in
you be talkin bout god but not practicing shit
factory rims they badazzled as shit
i’m gon skrrt thru yo block witta gat in the whip
you just as human as me til you clipped 
u aint no human to me you a bitch
you just as human as me til you-
u aint no human to me you a bitch

(hook:)
i bomb a nation if a nation bombin me
i’m an abomination in the eyes of what you seek
god
i’m his creation by yo own logic that means
that god isn’t perfect, thats that shit i don’t believe 
your god gave me freedom and ability to speak
thats why god gave a fanbase to the tranny known as me
i aint sold my soul for shit
fuck a label bitch i’m free
fuck yo politics, yo magic, and yo judgement over me

ISSBROKIE - ABOMINATION! (prod. skotskr)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by ian james

(lyrics:)
back of the venue, 
my homies tearing the stage up
i’m flippin thru my sketchbook 
doodlin every page up
so many ideas flowin outta my brain bruh
i wonder what it’s like to have came up
payin bills, from rap, 
i wonder how many days until i make a million tracks
i wonder how many verses killed i’m keepin stored in the back
my thinkin cap am i greedy for being hungry?
i do dis for the art not the money
but the moneys nice
i always think “my idols don’t do this for the money right?
i speak into my microphone so much that its funny right?
my homies 30, hope i do the shit in my 20s right”
i’m fuckin up, i fear i do nothing right 
when i’m acing
freddy kreuger, jason
and rappin are both adjacent 
to me cuz i’m slashing dreams that i’m havin
just to get payment.
dream chasin, gettin in stickier situations 
that i would if i was workin a 9-5 witta wage and
i think i’m going crazy just layin inside my house
if the music doesn’t work out, than i’m fucked
i can almost taste it
just keep yo head straight girl, try n secure these placements 
and don’t go makin a move to fuck up the progress ur makin hol’up
1st of December, i barely lived thru november
feel like my brain getting tenderized 
after changing my gender
newer hormones kickin in
tryna keep a low temper
how can i render the way that i feel 
without soundin stupid?
i know i’m not but you’d think i was with the way i’m movin
my homies getting more distant, my family gettin more clueless 
my days are passing me by as depression gettin more rooted 
in my life fuck up my mood
i could cry whatever i’m doing
now i’m sensitive, used to have the thickest skin
worried bout my penmanship,
newer feelings kicking in
wanna hit the pen n shit but i’m too worried i’ll get sick of chasin after benjamin’s 
n be okay not hittin shit
i’m so afraid i’m gon lose my drive
look up in my mirror every day askin “who am i?”
my granny don’t remember me at all
gettin dewy eyed
my mama see i’m tryin not to go through with suicide
nobody really know me outside of my computer 
my family think i’m goin crazy cuz i stay up from 2 to 5
my life won’t get threw aside
i’m gettin my shit together
but hopefully my music unlike me, wanna live forever
i hope so

shteppi - 20.

(hook:)
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!

(verse:)
give a fuck bout no deal i don’t need any help
last year 100 bands made by myself
n this year i’mma add like 4 times to my wealth
a bitch walkin in rockin that felt u aint felt
4XL shirt on my body 
my belt cost a hunnid times more than u got fo yoself
good self esteem, good ideas, n good health
i got gucci on me by the scent you could tell
big ass shirt lil shorts
lil ass skirt, no skorts
broke shawdy fuckin yo whore
yo house dirt, you poor
rap game i’mma high score
fuck around take a shit on yo goat for the sport
karma to crazy 
we tweaked off the xotic
i’m geekin i look like a dork
get back
pussy boi, come n get back
i don’t do the net
stupid bitch imma miss that
pockets big fat
2 switches so the sticks match
you gon hear that click clack
finna push yo wig back
hit tracks
all a bitch drop cuz ya chick cracked
smokin zig zags of dat shit make a bitch laugh
big big big big pack imma flip dat
sayin any shit back, might jus make a bitch snap
any beat i hit i make the shit fire
haters hear the shit i make, get inspired
judgin by yo lack of a fit, yo shits dire
make a rapper run outta feul like a bic lighter
9er 9er up in the sky like tye fighters
rapper peep the shit i spit n get tired
boi u is a bitch, a snitch, u wear wires
stick get him ripped from limb to limb-
(ugh, you get it)

(hook:)
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass!

ISSBROKIE - 4XL! (prod. david arcade)

hopefully he makes good music after this lmao

fuck off my willayyyy :3c

lmao

don't even respond :3

(hook:)
fuck, do u mean, i aint her
boi dats nasty work
talk, on the team, okay bitch
yo whole pack get merc’d
i ain’t never seen a motherfucker
talkin on my name like i won’t blast a jerk
why you worried bout my guap
when u ain’t even stacked it first

(verse:)
bitch,
i aint never stopped dis shit for nobody
lil bitch you’ll really get stomped
if u trippin about me
i’ll put a bitch in a trunk if they trippin around me
i’m smokin spliffs of da runtz til my vision get cloudy
a broke bitch typa cunt run yo outta yo county
u wanna talk like a dunce? cool, lets get rowdy
“A-PAP PAP!” make em dance u gon need u a bounty
to take me down, man i hate when these fuckboys doubt me
do me a favor 
i aint doin ya dirty if i aint paid first
2 glocks, big ass like tracer
i’m finna hit matt walsh witta lazer
i aint fuckin wit u, boi, u a chaser
chokeslam a beat, undertaker
more i get real, be the more y’all get faker
quit talkin bout a bitch, u a hater
you worried bout a bitch while i’m worried bout paper
fuck
yeah aight
wallet supersized
talkin on my guys
i let bullets fly
yeah aight
wallet supersized
talkin on my guys
i let bullets fly
i let haters die
i let haters cry
you don’t care bout rights
u jus alt right
pullin up in that “whatchamacallit”
in the trap, home alone, feel like macaulay culkin
i’m prolly talkin up ya shawdy if ya main thotty callin
lil hoe i’m stayin in that H20 like a dolphin
u’d think i’m polyamorous the way yo shawdy, n mama, n auntie, n grandma all hit it prolly leave u astonished,
hakuna matata the way i’m livin, honest to brahma,
i gotta get gualla the only typa drama i follow, issbrokie!

(hook:)
fuck, do u mean, i aint her
boi dats nasty work
talk, on the team, okay bitch
yo whole pack get merc’d
i ain’t never seen a motherfucker
talkin on my name like i won’t blast a jerk
why you worried bout my guap
when u ain’t even stacked it first
fuck, do u mean, i aint her
boi dats nasty work
talk, on the team, okay bitch
yo whole pack get merc’d
i ain’t never seen a motherfucker
talkin on my name like i won’t blast a jerk
why you worried bout my guap
when u ain’t even stacked it first

ISSBROKIE - NASTYWERKKKK! (prod. femtanyl)

(hook:)
they hear the kick drum
they hear the hihats 
they hear the flows prolly blow a cat’s mind back
they hear the snare hits
they hear the mic tap
the typa steez make civilians rewind that
they hear the kick drum
they hear the hihats 
they hear the flows prolly blow a cat’s mind back
they hear the snare hits
they hear the mic tap
the typa steez make civilians rewind that shit

(verse:)
hoe i spit what i spit
ghost(write // ride) what? the whip?
u won’t ever catch me slipping on that shit
on my bitch
man i put that on my kid’s kids
won’t even exist
i’m too broke inside to act like i’m rich
but fuck it we bounce back
we smokin on loud pack
tell me where the pound a’ hash is at
roll the blunt til its fat
man, i don’t like smokin gas
i get panic attacks 
i’d rather chill than go forget where i’m at
 sippin yogi n eatin toast
my homies is coast to coast
i’m practicing my cardio
we runnin n eatin oats
cuz we tryna do these shows 
my manager got me tourin
i’m anxious all the time but baby fuck it i’ll still endure it to say that i did it
shit a beautiful feelin
but i turn to a villian 
as soon as crew say we spinnin
do em grusome they finished
dr. strain with the cumberbatch
lil brodie i benn-idicted to flippin
this spinach pack
cuz green all i get
if its not, then its blue
i aint 4th, 3rd, y’all know damn well i aint 2
issbrokie numero uno
i came up, they was like “who?”
now i’m the new rap standard cuz y’all can’t do it like boo
i know my peers be gettin pissed off, hearing my tunes
y’all rhymes dryer than dunes
you tryna keep up with me?
u better off sellin shrooms
i been kickin the cyphers since just a girl in her school
i got more water than pools ya fool

(hook:)
they hear the kick drum
they hear the hihats 
they hear the flows prolly blow a cat’s mind back
they hear the snare hits
they hear the mic tap
the typa steez make civilians rewind that
they hear the kick drum
they hear the hihats 
they hear the flows prolly blow a cat’s mind back
they hear the snare hits
they hear the mic tap
the typa steez make civilians rewind that shit

ISSBROKIE - REWIND DAT! (prod. dylvinci)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by bokoven

(chorus:)
every other day we aight,
n on those other days we fight as of lately
yeah all you do is bark n bite
if i year you yap again i might go crazy
boy,
no i aint tryna hear that again 
again
again
again
again
no i aint tryna hear that again 
again
again
again
again

(verse:)
pour me up
cuz he tore me up
i can’t get that look you gave me out my cornea
boy i’m so bored’a ya
u on that corny stuff
whenever we apart that shit feels like euphoria
then i get
back to my house n you already yellin again
you stress me out but i gotta act friendly again
my family gass you up, they rubbin ur belly again
fuck

(bridge:)
i wish you’d fuckin leave
cuz now its you n me
n all the hate between
my family love yo ass
my family hate on me
yo side is all thats heard
my side what they don’t see

(chorus:)
every other day we aight,
n on those other days we fight as of lately
yeah all you do is bark n bite
if i year you yap again i might go crazy
boy,
no i aint tryna hear that again 
again
again
again
again
no i aint tryna hear that again 
again
again
again
again

shteppi - louie.

vocals and lyrics by shteppi and thorne baker
production by mac kay

(shteppi // verse 1:)
waking up to 3pm sunlight
head is hurting n my stomach feelin sick
somethings keepin me up way past midnight
i can’t afford to give a fuck bout what it is
my medication aint workin like it’s supposed to
i’m so anxious, feel like bugs under my skin
i got my homies hittin me up “is u alright?”
i just tell em “yeah it is what it is”

(shteppi // chorus:)
let me know wassup i might come thru
thats if i can get outta bed that day
so scared what my heart n my lungs do
i aint new to this shit boy i been afraid

(thorne // verse 2:)
livin in my head a bit too much, gets uncomfortable
not sure if i love you, at most i think you're tolerable
yea yea
oh no
oh god that's terrible
yea yea oh no
(oh god that's terrible)
i know that youre sound asleep
ill be up alone again,
wish you could wake up and see how im doin
(oh god that's terrible)
wish you could wake up and see how im doin
call my friends but they dont hear a word i say
trapped inside an echo chamber baby its ok, i'll go away

(shteppi / thorne // chorus:)
let me know wassup i might come thru
thats if i can get outta bed that day
so scared what my heart n my lungs do
i aint new to this shit boy i been afraid

shteppi - degen. (ft. teenage disaster)

ISSBROKIE - E.5! (⌒▽⌒)☆ (prod. bishwoke)

(hook:)
“brokie you a man
you’re just going nuts”
i don’t give a fuck i live in yo head
brodie think he tough
u aint doing nun
come to my house since u got my address
really send u up
witta uppercut
let you meet yo granddaddy instead
wearing jeans
and a wifebeater
so i guess i’m still cross dressin in bed

(verse:)
i left a florida man traumatized 
all cuz he wanna act dramatized
i make a faggot crash out
i made that faggot apologize 
he all like "what do i do with myself?"
thinkin issbrokie would sympathize
gave his ass something to memorize
brokie a mo’fuckin parasite
fuck being zen
fuck seeing heaven 
i aint gon be in the clouds 
fuck losing friends 
fuck t7 
alla y’all dead to me now
fuck stickin with the past
all that shit is passed
and secondly now
fuck the usa
fuck my own state
wish i aint kept y’all around
bitch
i’m really gon crash out
i’m really gon black out
bitch
yo goat tryna act hard
take a look where he at now
bitch
my venues be packed out
i got that hoe maxed out
nah really i want war
2025 smackdown

(hook:)
“brokie you a man
you’re just going nuts”
i don’t give a fuck i live in yo head
brodie think he tough
u aint doing nun
come to my house since u got my address
really send u up
witta uppercut
let you meet yo granddaddy instead
wearing jeans
and a wifebeater
so i guess i’m still cross dressin in bed

ISSBROKIE - I STILL HAVENT FORGIVEN YOU LOL! (prod. skotskr)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi 
production by pieper

(chorus:)
go learn some manners 
quit talkin my ear off
don’t need a fork
you eat with your hands
don’t need your aid
boy, i can’t even hear loss
wish i could talk
but you talk so i can’t 

(verse 1:)
its so annoyin (ugh fuck)
you just the typa boy i find myself avoidin
i post a picture of myself cuz i enjoy it
you reply “smash next question” 
ugh you destroyed it
you so perverted, attitude so boyish
misogynistic phrasin from em keep me dissapointed 
i post a selfie just to go n get exploited 
n now my confidence is whirlpoolin down the toilet
n now they sayin i’m “ungrateful”, 
bitch.. you got no idea what “ungrateful” is, yeah
you put your elbows where my table is,
wish i could leave the planet ‘stead of stayin for this, yeah
a bunch of men in love with face n tits
even my homies have they space in this, i
don’t even think they know they say the shit
they gotta go back to the basic shit n learn some
etiquette

(chorus:)
go learn some manners 
quit talkin my ear off
don’t need a fork
you eat with your hands
don’t need your aid
boy, i can’t even hear loss
wish i could talk
but you talk so i can’t 

(verse 2:)
1,2,3,4,5
reasons that i cant be around ur type
yea 6,7,8, and 9
10 more reasons that i’d rather go die
everybody’s so impolite 
typing on they phone cuz they think they that guy
their parents rude, like them, thats why
y’all sayin “lets fuck” ‘stead of just saying “hi”

(bridge:)
am i an asshole for just wanting conversation 
are standards too high? 
am i nice just for validation?
i apologize if i got this all mistaken

(chorus:)
go learn some manners 
quit talkin my ear off
don’t need a fork
you eat with your hands
don’t need your aid
boy, i can’t even hear loss
wish i could talk
but you talk so i can’t

shteppi - manners.

ISSBROKIE - DOUBLE UP! (〃￣ ￣ ) 人 (￣ ￣〃 ) (prod. shango)

ISSBROKIE - I WON'T AGREE TO DISAGREE ON MY EXISTENCE! (prod. skotskr)

ISSBROKIE - FINE SHYT!(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ (prod. shango)

ISSBROKIE - PAINTURBLOCC! (╯°□°)--︻╦╤─ (prod. snorkatje)

ISSBROKIE - EXCLUDED! (⸝⸝> ᴗ•⸝⸝) (prod. xani)

ISSBROKIE - WTFG! (ft. blckk X teenage disaster) (prod. gort)

this was a freestyle i don’t got the lyrics lol

ISSBROKIE - U NOT ON DAT! (prod. nxtty)

shteppi - we aint frens no mo lol. (noveci remix)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by spancy

(chorus:)
she hit me up
like “what it do?”
i tell her “u gon keep me up.
wussup wit u?”
she just got back from hangin wit
her lil group
i told her “bae, slide over here.”
she think i’m cool
so she come over now we chillin
h.u.l.u.
distracted her from watchin shit
she like “i’m watchin you”
now she on me while we on the bed
i’m on her too
how could i think about the world?
you in my room

(verse:)
just gimme all of you
i’ll give you some of me
i cracked a couple jokes
now she in love with me
she want me to herself
she say i’m luxury
i’m just a kid, baby
i guess she fw me
said “you a bad thang”
well, thats a summary 
she dress for autumn weather
but she still summer-y
she got the septum ring
she cute n bubbly 
she grabbin on my arm
its like she stuck to me
she like
“you can take me baby”
but i don’t know if i can, 
i got too much on my hands
she like
“you can take me baby”
i got too much on my hands
bae, i don’t know if i can

(chorus:)
but she hit me up
like “what it do?”
i tell her “u gon keep me up.
wussup wit u?”
she just got back from hangin wit
her lil group
i told her “bae, slide over here.”
she think i’m cool
so she come over now we chillin
h.u.l.u.
distracted her from watchin shit
she like “i’m watchin you”
now she on me while we on the bed
i’m on her too
how could i think about the world?
you in my room
“you can take me baby”
but i don’t know if i can, 
i got too much on my hands
she like
“you can take me baby”
i got too much on my hands
bae, i don’t know if i can

shteppi - hmu.

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by peril

(verse 1:)
she thinks i’m cool
i think she’s cooler, i
wish she knew
how cool i think she is
i’m a fool, i’ve falling for a friend 
what to do
her biggest fear
is probably shit like what i’m sayin
when she hears this
she might think its bout her but
fuck that queer shit,
this about somebody else
do u believe it?

(chorus:)
chicks
making out
committed to a boy
in your house
i couldn’t do that to our friendship
or my future spouse
so i’ll stay quiet and just stare 
at your mouth
i’m such a fucking piece of shit
i’m such a fucking piece of shit
i’m such a fucking piece of shit
i’m such a fucking piece of shit

(verse 2:)
they too real
i guess a thought is just a thought
whats the deal?
of course i’ll never understand
why you’d steal
something as precious as my feelings
that i can’t reveal 

(bridge:)
i couldn’t live
if i lost hold of what i got
for your lips
i’ll wait to leave until we’re not
doing shit
so i can go be by myself
thinkin bout chicks

(chorus:)
chicks
making out
committed to a boy
in your house
i couldn’t do that to our friendship
or my future spouse
so i’ll stay quiet and just stare 
at your mouth
i’m such a fucking piece of shit
i’m such a piece of shit
i’m such a fucking piece of shit
i’m such a piece of shit
i’m such a fucking piece of shit
i’m such a fucking piece of shit
i’m such a fucking piece of shit
i’m such a fucking piece of shit

shteppi - i'm such a piece of shit lmao.

i come from shasta drinks
dollar store plates n ross getups
i aint had to think
hiding my sketches would not sit up
then my class would ring
everyone packin to walk to bus stops
i seen the homie, secret handshakes
down low n up top
i was a kid, just like you, whoever boppin they head
yet instead, of being dead broke, i was decently fed
my mama bought a house cuz pops was close to ending up dead
i been there since 15, before, we moved round the west
my mama bought me a mic
my therapy wasn’t workin 
if not, this probably might
my mama saw my grades was droppin
i was gettin in fights
i got expelled from an art school
shit would never be aight
her other kid was an addict, was mixin syrup n sprite, and other things i won’t get into that
she worried that i, 
would turn to be in the same boat
usin to stay afloat
i told her “ma, i promise”
n she said “if u say so”
see mama been worried, since my dad went n dipped
only called about bad news, was makin me sick
so i associate bad news with pictures of him
my mama found her a man too, but we didn’t click
i think he wanna be friends my mama think it’d be sick
but i ain’t had a father figure since a bitch was a jit
and he also hate trans women, that shit wouldn’t stick
my mama don’t understand women who born witta (bruh)
i can’t blame her she trying
my mama had my back since watchin teen titans
and the shasta drinks, the tiki punch my heart got me cryin
cuz it feel like my connection to my mama is dyin
after all i’m 20 she don’t gotta be there providin
so now i’m movin out, let my mama chill with her dude
even if i hate his guts he makes my mama exude
pure happiness i could never go n tell her the truth
cuz she ride for me like nascar, it’d be “bye” n then vroom
she that with all her kids, spoiled us with money 
she’d use to buy food and drinks for me when i got home from school
i know she proud of me and all the shit that i do
i’m makin more than her, she tell me every time i make moves
my mom a hustler, my mom a teacher
she taught me right n wrong
taught me how to do my nails
taught me how to write a song
i hope one day, i’ll make something she could sing along
til that day, i’m puttin in work til my wrist get hella strong
my mama told me that no matter what happens,
she always love me mom n daughter aint no greater attachment 
she helpin me move out the house, my life all boxed up n packaged
pour a shasta on my grave when i’m laid in my casket
mama <3

shteppi - shasta. (mama.) (prod. stoic) (throwaway)

(hook:)
jump on the stage n i tweak
beat nasty, it came out the creek
shawdy fuck witta internet hoe
shawdy fuck wit me cuz i’m a geek
n i got me some internet bros
getchu cut for a muhfuckin fee
1 homie would slide if u died
mine do that for a muhfuckin feat

(verse:)
got a man and his body look greek
it cut from the ‘crete, he build like the street
i got too much drive i can’t think 
y’all don’t got drive like the whip stuck in P
fuck talkin bitch i’m tryna beat 
mula bitch n its barely in green
thats what you made in a week????
i do that shit in my muhfuckin sleep
bitch
i’m off the mushrooms
you don’t fuck wit my homies its fuck you
me buck in the whip, what we up to?
up to here wit these rappers we stuck to
tryna break out the underground alla y’all tash
2020 gone it aint comin back
fuck that punk shit it alla y’all raps
suck my fuckin dick, put 2 in ya ass
ever since a fuckin jit been trippin, slangin, trappin bitch
even when i didn’t have to, makin money was my passion bitch
i said fuck this town, n now its been a bit since i was lackin bitch
had to lock in, rappin took off, stopped complaining, made it happen bitch
since a jit been stackin, talkin shit might get u flattened bitch
mobbin, pistol packin, smack a rapper out his jacket bitch
you can’t offer jack to me cuz i already have it bitch
you hatin cuz i’m trans
until this mac think u a faggot bitch

(hook:)
jump on the stage n i tweak
beat nasty, it came out the creek
shawdy fuck witta internet hoe
shawdy fuck wit me cuz i’m a geek
n i got me some internet bros
getchu cut for a muhfuckin fee
1 homie would slide if u died
mine do that for a muhfuckin feat

ISSBROKIE - INTERNET HOE! (prod. buckx2)

ISSBROKIE - WEAK ASS MC THERAPY SESSION! (interlude) (prod. skotskr)

this wasn’t actually a freestyle i’m just carrying on the tradition lol

(lyrics:)
its the chick who all the bad bitches glare apon
fans catchin every line i throw like they barry bonds
run a rapper out his city like a marathon
make his mom swan ton bomb on the paragon
she think i’m fine n i don’t even got mascara on
now we out in paris on the mountain she got married on
cop a verse, where the beat you wan get carried on?
couldn’t bear upon em thinkin brokie playin fair, they wrong 
i got internals like whats under my skin
my brother my kin, i got more guap than you, you not him
not an option but “win”
just copped a plot of lot wit my twin
thats daki, we been runnin from the jakes like we finn
i’m basically “him”, 
that ain’t my gender tho
what i got inside my pants is money, 
bitch don’t be federal 
just copped a house in LA
but damn is my credit low
i’m buildin slow, yo hoe toes on my genitals
i flow like the ocean but my bars hard as metal tho
she ask me bout my chain, which one? i got several 
rappers in discord sendin letters so petty
they think they better n its sendin me like “bitch, check general”
do a beat like its edible
my flow on whatever, bro
i’ll hit whatevers sent to me, how could i be hetero?
i’m rich cuz i’m cleaver, dope, never lost hope,
better off broke, cuz more i need the money more i’m makin the chops go
boom boom boom
just like the vengaboys in 98
defined the greats as mine to take
the place of, fuck a paystub, they playin my tapes like sega, my pockets mega, my comments callin me a beta, i can’t debate ya
too busy stackin dirty paper, these rappers faker, then jays i had back in the bay was, the homie sent brokie an open “how long its gon take ya?” i sent it day of, i’m stackin money like its jenga,
all day i stay up, from 8pm to when the days up.
i almost gave up reversed the worst i been in 8 months, i got my cake up, gettin my license on the way up, doors open separate ways up, like issa break up lil bitch issbrokie

ISSBROKIE - 2AM FREESTYLE! (prod. sto) (throwaway)

(hook:)
mirror lookin like cunt
talk wrong, get him put in a blunt
(lil bish)
this bitch need a bump
all a bad bitch do is stunt
(yea!)
only west side runtz
gettin high while i watch game grumps
they only callin me trashy cuz 
i be walkin round with all this dump!

(verse:)
rhinestone hoodie wit the b cup tits
aint a rapper outside ridin beats like this
rhymezone clicked, now he think he the shit
fuck up out my face ‘less u tryna get kissed
mwah :3
ol’ freaky ass bitch
stead’a sayin that i suck go n suck my dick
stead’a hearin “wanna fuck” i’mma take yo bitch
stead’a sayin “what’s up” go n mind yo bizz
brodie
fuck
want beef then its up 
don’t carry cash but i keep shit a buck
keep a buck, couldn’t beef witta mark ass hoe
wanna talk on the team when its us
nobody else makin beats like bruh
shoutout buck shoutout gort like yuh
every time i see a comment sayin brokie shit trash
i just laugh keep countin up the green like “wut?”
you can get a smell of my blush
u passin me in a rush
yo daddy makin a fuss
cuz he jus wanna fuck
my waterbed of a butt
“brokie you dress like a slut”
thats cuz i can, you ain’t servin’
yo tiddies barely a cup
keep my shit untucked
my hips wide as a truck
you built just like a man
a bitch built like a buck
10/10 how i’m cut
*spit sound* on the ground
bet yo man lick it up
like word woah bitch cool it
wanted me some ass so i grew it
got this cute lil guy he a buddhist 
flashed a tiddy at him once said screw it
good neck get his neck n i chew it
mean bitch but the boys in to it
i got this himbo guy, he a unit
said he tryna make my mind go stupid
i tell him “boy, do it, do it, do it, do it”

(hook:)
mirror lookin like cunt
talk wrong, get him put in a blunt
(lil bish)
this bitch need a bump
all a bad bitch do is stunt
(yea!)
only west side runtz
gettin high while i watch game grumps
they only callin me trashy cuz 
i be walkin round with all this dump!

ISSBROKIE - CUNT! (prod. gort)

ISSBROKIE - TWITTER AND REDDIT MAKE ME WANNA DIE! (prod. skotskr)

ISSBROKIE - YOUTUBE SHORTS RUINED AN ENTIRE GENERATION OF MEN! (skit)

PD want me to die
but like K. dot said, we gon be alright, huh
internet want me to hide
i got my whole chest out baby feast ur eyes, huh
put politics aside, how can we be free
when the free despised? huh
they say i’m left but i don’t know why
i wanna arm myself like i’m on the right

boom boom boom from the shotgun
boom boom boom til i pop one
every ceo on my list in the top 1
beat elon out his skin til the cops come
boom boom boom hope he caught one
shittycity girl bitch ain no other option
more dangerous than a gun, so i bought one
sayin i’m a speed bump, actin like you not one
fuck that
this bitch buss back
broke ass chick, fuck yo bitch, then i bus back
don’t use shell, bitch i smoke real gaspack
its fuck shell i’mma beat em out they hazmat
i can’t even act like i don’t got privilege 
cuz i got it easier than most, like a transmasc
pale ass skin but a bitch turn red at the fact that america was built on this whack ass rock
charlie kurk is a bitch 
elon musk is a bitch
steven crowder a bitch
hope they die from a blick
trump fuckin kids
matt walsh been a bitch
i hit every debate bro with rounds out the stick
you is a bitch
and yo daddy a bitch
if u raised to belive that abortion is sick
defending these rapists
is all that y’all do
why u never defendin yo mama or sis?
weird ass mothafucka
“i took T for a beard” ass mothafucka
you a secretly queer ass mothafucka
think u needed to hear that, mothafucka
think u need a lobotomy, mothafucka
these conservatives brother me mothafucka 
how you voted for trump as a world learder
you don’t know one policy, mothafucka?

ISSBROKIE - YOU DONT REALLY WANT FREEDOM! (prod. skotskr)

ISSBROKIE - PLASTIC! (EVERYBODY HATES US NOW!) (prod. skotskr)

lyrics, mixing, and vocals by shteppi
production by drma & shalli

shteppi - blue.

shoutout atlas for carrying my early highschool soundcloud experience :3

original song by atlas:
https://soundcloud.com/atlas/ayla

production by @theredrxxm

shteppi - ayla. (cover)

I saw a raven flying overhead
It crossed the yard and landed on the shed
And as it cawed, couldn't help but wonder what it said
Was it a raven, or an omen from the dead?
I didn't know
I saw a wolf just walking in the street
The world was empty, it was just him and me
As he stopped and turned his head around to see
I was stuck there, staring at my feet
I was scared, unprepared
He didn't care
I had a friend who used to throw his life away
He'd sit around and drink his heart out 'til he'd faint
I always hoped he'd turn around and find his way
But I found out that he died the other day
Hе was scared, unprepared
Nobody carеd
I don't believe
In what I cannot perceive
But I saw that raven flying over me
And the wolf is standing naked in the street

shteppi - raven. (demo cover) (original song by quickly quickly)

ISSBROKIE!
fail-girl that sings sometimes / sexed up e-clown >:3
KARMAMØB!

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