The melody sounds like Same Bitches by Post Malone. Clever sample though

(lyrics:)

too much baggage 
lil bitch i aint tryna manage that
such a lack of manners
u tryna act like a man with that?
stand n’ clap for no one, talkin nothin’ 
i can’t stand these cats
backpack rappers?
please, y’all rockin fanny packs
i’m playin hacky sack
with who say i’m satanic
i’m that alt bitch in her disco 
wondering where the panic at
AH!
where the bitches gettin manic at?
mating press a beat
just to show it how a faggot acts

y’all actin handicap, cappin’ bout what’s traumatic
can’t fuck wit rappers, they always actin dramatic
love it but i act like i hate it just for the sass bitch
can’t even debate, i’m a tsundere for this rap shit
bad bitch, groupies wan fuck me cuz i’m attractive
actin out, way to rabid, i ain’t a hat trick
i’m spazzin out cuz none of these rappers actually active
i’m an addict to this cash i be runnin up like it’s track bitch
i’m actually packin ratatatas
strappin semi automatics
i got thousands in the jacket
stackin dough up offa rappin
cassinova how i snatch
ya bitch n hoes that i be clappin
just like jonah pockets fatter than ya own
i’m superbad that’s what i’m told
lets get it crackin like my pole if he want action 
let it go like i’m wit ana
super cold i feel like santa
on the low i’m flipping packs
from mexico down to atlanta
how i flow i rule atlantis
ho i’m

really that bitch
short fuse with an enormous aura
i’m feelin like that short shawdy offa toradora
these cats adorable
competition do more than bore us
big shoes to fill
they can’t ignore, i’m sora
these rappers neckbeards
not surprised if they wore fadoras, more water than legend of kora, if she was born a zora
dora exporin the box, y’all opened up pandora
she gimme gorra n then i’m droppin her like gamora

TSUNDERE! (prod. bokoven)

241! (prod. mathiastyner)

C WUT I B! (prod. killingfrancis)

(hook:)
diamonds all white, chain gentrified 
i done dressed up more coco than the fbi
opp got his door locked but i still went inside
they like how tf you seen the opp u finna let it slide?
cuz he aint really a threat to me, 
he get set aside
bip a nice car or a shit one, it aint specified
i’m already wanted
what the fucks a little extra time?
lil bad bitch poppin pills like i need SRIs

(verse:)
new million, 
thas a light flex of mine
brand new medallion 
i’m covering my neck in ice
i done seen crazy shit, i’m desensitized 
i’d rather cop another stripe
than go n testify
if i like the feeling slime a second guy
said she hate my guts 
wtf she tryna rectify?
i dont do insta 
cuz yo bitch was tryna message mine
tied the up to a chair he got electrified
i’m up happy than a bitch
my haters dead inside
suicide got em in a rough patch
give a damn
tell a fuckboy get his knucks wrapped
broad day 
clutchin on my heater i dont tuck straps
if they want static, imma up that
she angelic wit the pickle i’m a rugrat
bad bitch, if she good get her butt smacked
now shawdy actin all annoyed 
i know she love that
geeked up
chillin in the stu
smokin true
got a double duce
chillin in dis white cup
got my feet up
who tf is you
talkin rude
imma get the screw
you gon die tonight, cuz
i got tree
steady growin like groot
good a bag fulla “phew”
witta brick of that white stuff
i’m that evil one
kinda like gru
got some minions who would shoot
if they find out that u mic’ed up

(hook:)
diamonds all white, chain gentrified 
i done dressed up more coco than the fbi
opp got his door locked but i still went inside
they like how tf you seen the opp u finna let it slide?
cuz he aint really a threat to me, 
he get set aside
bip a nice car or a shit one, it aint specified
i’m already wanted
what the fucks a little extra time?
lil bad bitch poppin pills like i need SRIs

GENTRIFIED! (prod. lin)

(hook:)
its been a minute since i had a homie switched up
thas cuz i dont spend my time fuckin wit a lame
its been a minute since i had to keep a blick tucked
now i walk around in broad day witta chain
its been a minute since i worried bout a bitch
got a man and he listen every word that i wan say
its been a minute since i worried bout gualla
i ain’t worried bout money i be givin it away 

(verse:)
its been a minute since ive stressed
minute since i had to wear a vest
back in school they was aimin fo my chest
got money now they actin all impressed
actin like they wasnt hatin how i stepped
god damn
put some ice on my mama neck
if i’m bored i’mma keep bein blessed
shoutout homies in the crest
what came first? me or my tech?
he aint even had the time for a guess
get em wet, i jus
i been hearin bout da gang and i pity
how the bay get shitty
make they days get tricky
trust me if its up to me i’d take y’all wit me
though i cant, i just hope y’all know i bang for my city
got my bae askin if he even gay if he kiss me
cuz i’m hotter than his ex bitch, and i got titties
he attracted to my body and attracted cuz i’m witty
you aint gay, you just got common sense stayin wit me

(hook:)
its been a minute since i had a homie switched up
thas cuz i dont spend my time fuckin wit a lame
its been a minute since i had to keep a blick tucked
now i walk around in broad day witta chain
its been a minute since i worried bout a bitch
got a man and he listen every word that i wan say
its been a minute since i worried bout gualla
i ain’t worried bout money i be givin it away

ISSBEENAMINUTE! (prod. p8 & hydro)

(hook:)
i ain’t hungry bitch i’m fed up
fuck the homies that you wit and 
fuck yo dead ones
i got homies treat me different 
cuz i’m next up
its like when i’m up on money 
they expect some
why he say i’m broke?
all he do is flex ones
bet he quiet at the function 
when i’m dressed up
shawdy mad 
and she actin hella extra, so i blocked that hoe
get yo politicin’ out my texts bruh

(verse:)
all throughout the bay is fulla oversaturaters
all these rappers rap the same just to stack some paper
i been countin up the gualla fuck a calculator
tryna sell out stadiums n kill shit like a gladiator 
i been on my own wave, fuck a navigator
brody talk but he aint really active 
i’m an activator
snake scales on me, mix it wit the alligator
he ain’t get no bitches on my dead
he a masterbater
he ain’t really bout no stickplay 
i was sellin out my backpack in the 5th grade
on yo block, hella chops, make the blick spray
i’m that shawdy ask yo shawdy 
“how dis dick taste”
just because i’m trans 
they act like i don’t get paid
i could stack more bread than you
on this and this and this day
shoutout to my homies locked up
i hope they shit straight
them boys seeing more bars than a mixtape

(hook:)
i ain’t hungry bitch i’m fed up
fuck the homies that you wit and 
fuck yo dead ones
i got homies treat me different 
cuz i’m next up
its like when i’m up on money 
they expect some
why he say i’m broke?
all he do is flex ones
bet he quiet at the function 
when i’m dressed up
shawdy mad 
and she actin hella extra, so i blocked that hoe
get yo politicin’ out my texts bruh
i ain’t hungry bitch i’m fed up
fuck the homies that you wit and 
fuck yo dead ones
i got homies treat me different 
cuz i’m next up
its like when i’m up on money 
they expect some
why he say i’m broke?
all he do is flex ones
bet he quiet at the function 
when i’m dressed up
shawdy mad 
and she actin hella extra, so i blocked that hoe
get yo politicin’ out my texts bruh

FED UP! (prod. dt beatz)

(hook:)
you got me sittin pickin roses by the bud
cuz word around these streets is that you fell in love
i’m 19 but i’ll getchu in the club
but nah fr bae, on gang, im tryna putchu number 1
you got a smile that be brighter than the sun
you friends be sayin i’m a gangster baby,
i could be yo thug
might putchu in the whip, she like the way it hums
she like molly way its slippin got it rollin down her tongue

(verse:)
what i meant by that is baby, i’m yo drug
she comin back like a feind from the tenderloin or sum
she like that way i’m lookin, fresher than a muh
she be askin how i do it, i jus look at her n shrug
she feel my money first when i go for a hug
to be honest i dont know how both my pockets got so snug
now we at the crib i get her out dem ugs
got her archin HAMS HAMS as i hit it on the rug
she say i’m criminal, i told her “i’m a smooth one”
talkin bout her ex, baby he be smokin boof blunts
pass her ass the heavy hitter got her lookin crused cuz
skrrtin’ in a black whip countin banz jus like bruce does
used to care what others said, then i went n grew up
guess my diamonds did too, they whiter than the kluklux
i already got friends lil bro, i dont need new ones
you was never there, why you actin like u knew us?

(hook:)
you got me sittin pickin roses by the bud
cuz word around these streets is that you fell in love
i’m 19 but i’ll getchu in the club
but nah fr bae, on gang, im tryna putchu number 1
you got a smile that be brighter than the sun
you friends be sayin i’m a gangster baby,
i could be yo thug
might putchu in the whip, she like the way it hums
she like molly way its slippin got it rollin down her tongue
you got me sittin pickin roses by the bud
cuz word around these streets is that you fell in love
i’m 19 but i’ll getchu in the club
but nah fr bae, on gang, im tryna putchu number 1
you got a smile that be brighter than the sun
you friends be sayin i’m a gangster baby,
i could be yo thug
might putchu in the whip, she like the way it hums
she like molly way its slippin got it rollin down her tongue

MOLLY! (prod. lyn)

I GO NUTS! W/ ISSBROKIE!

(hook:)
bad bitch brokie, 
hot cunt what i serve
shawdy out in cali 
but i dont know how to surf
i been in the sky so much 
you’d think i was a bird
they like “brokie you iconic” 
i’m like “duh bish you aint heard?”
i been in
a-line shit, dis real furr
all my haters broke 
rockin poliester shirts
bet they shoppin on shein
bitch if you dont go to work-
cuz a bitch got her money up
n now i’m really her

(verse:)
yo bitch tell me “eat it”
i’m that shawdy wit the waist
make a bitch bulimic 
shawdy tellin me i’m great
like i didn’t see it
naruto to all the hate
tell em “bitch, believe it”
double c my fragrence
i been out in vegas
hella houses to my name
ma boy you a vagrant
you yo bitch lamest
i’m my bitch favorite 
i’m a baddie so my homies always actin fragrant
middle name basis how all my idols know me
if you stay fakin, you are not the homie
i cannot fake statements, i aint like the old me
now i got braclets, perfumes wit double Cs
n now i just double cheese
my shawdy got double Ds
or maybe its double Gs
feel like i got double teamed
that hoe got a fansly
her body the company 
my toes in the sand g
i’m sippin on bubble tea
on the beach wit my bitties out
bands in the fiddies now
brand new rack, homie
wallet got tiddies now
brand new rack homie
i jus get litty now
french tip fingernails
i’m the hottest missy out
old friends missin out
hittin up associates
mad i cut em off
cuz i’m colder than a soviet
labels hit me up
they like that i aint appropriate
the slope is slippery, you fuckin wit me 
like an opiate lil bitch

(hook:)
bad bitch brokie, 
hot cunt what i serve
shawdy in  cali 
but i dont know how to surf
i been in the sky so much 
you’d think i was a bird
they like “brokie you iconic” 
i’m like “duh bish you aint heard?”
i been in
a-line shit, dis real furr
all my haters broke 
rockin poliester shirts
bet they shoppin on shein
bitch if you dont go to work-
cuz a bitch got her money up
n now i’m really her

HER! (prod. david arcade) (art by @nuumastar on insta)

(chorus:)
i aint tryna listen baby
im just tryna dance
come and take my hand
instead of being pissed off maybe
go n get some bands
go n get some bands
why you always hating on me
crampin up my swagger
i’mma keep on winnin
you just keep on gettin madder

(verse:)
i’m just having fun
why you gotta take your anger out on me
tonight
theres so much else you could do instead of have this fight
how you mad at me
all i do is sing in my mic
what got you tight?

(bridge:)
haters gonna hate i guess
it dont matter if you stay your best for them
i dont care no more if they impressed
i dont
i dont

(chorus:)
i aint tryna listen baby
im just tryna dance
come and take my hand
instead of being pissed off maybe
go n get some bands
go n get some bands
why you always hating on me
crampin up my swagger
i’mma keep on winnin
you just keep on gettin madder

shteppi - i’m just tryna dance. (prod. fiddy)

(lyrics:)

why they talkin politics i dont got the time for that
go n hit up CNN if u wan talk where the climates at
i done put so many rappers on you’d think issa cypher track
getchu hit square in the jaw and i aint een have to wind it back
i’m climbin out the underground, y’all stay where papyrus at
man i- ugh.. never mind to that
i was gonna say something to the goats but i dialed back
cuz i remembered i’m hardest bitch outside who be writin raps
flick a rapper to the underground on god he aint climbin back
sell a fourtune to my hater just to go ‘head n buy it back
way this money comin in you’d think a bitch had a wire tapped
if they askin for the smoke i make em smoke they entire pack
like good parents
y’all my children, inspired ahh
want a feature with no money like it doesn’t require that
the fuck out my dms before u covered in tire tracks
i’m fed up wit them sleepin put a boot through they tired ass
can’t believe these bitches thought they ate with them wack opinions
they saying i aint great lil bro on god that shit sack-religious 
they gargling my nuts at least go head work the shaft a bit
and before you comment bullshit, go ahead n stay out my business
fuck an insta page exposing bullshit for comments 
rappers yappin mad as fuck cuz i aint responsive
they actin like they sleepin on me while they be conscious 
shutcho bitch ass up n make some short form content
got me shootin shots.. how tf you aint popped yet?
rinky dink ass bars lil bro where yo mom at?
dont talk to me again after u went n’spat that nonsense
like a hood thats too full 
bro we dont want more projects
pack it up lil homie
leave that bullshit in yesterday
i done made the same pre-set you got in the seventh grade
got a google doc could send ya whole career up to heavens gate
quit the hatin’ bitch go pop another shroom n go meditate

GENTRIFIED! (prod. lin)

SHTEPPI! (@issbrokie)

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