KARMA MØB!!!!!

I’M UP NOW! (prod. siahprice)

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:)

(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)

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

ISSBROKIE - I DONT LIKE U! (prod. plentyguap)

TRACK 1. OFF THE "HEAVEN ON EARTH" ALBUM

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LYRICS:
BROKEN CROSSES LIKE I'VE FALLEN FROM GRACE
GO PICK YA CHIN BEFORE YOU FALL ON YA FACE
YOU COULD RUN THROUGH THE GATES AND STILL WOULDNT BE SATIATED
STICK AND CARRY WEIGHT TO STAY REMAINED IN A PLACE YOU HATED

LISTEN A SECOND
PERFECTIONS THE WEAPON YOU KILLING YOURSELF WITH
BULK OF BEING FLAWLESS LEFT HIS BRAIN ON THE SHELF
OH THATS DISGUSTING
SNAKE IN EVERY TREE, SO IM NOT TRUSTING
PEOPLE GONNA TAKE AND BREAK THEMSELVES UNTIL THERES NOTHING LEFT

MATCH THE KING
THEY COULDNT PLAY ME
SNATCH THE STRINGS
WHY YOU SLEEPING ON YOUR DREAMS
YOU WIDE AWAKE IMAGINING
SO BATTER UP
YEAH BATTA BATTA SWING
NO CHIT, NO CHATTERING
BAT BUST YA TEETH
IF I WERE YOU THEN I WOULD LIVE FOR MORE OF ME
LESS OF THE EARTH

WHEN THAT TIME COME YOU MIGHT WONDER WHATS THE WORTH
I'LL TELL YA FIRST
I GOT BROTHERS GAVE THEY ALL TO ALCOHOL, GAVE ALL TO CHURCH
AND THEY BIT THE DIRT THE SAME AS ANY MAN
IN OTHER WORDS
THE LIFE TO LIVE'S THE ONE YOU SHAPE UP WITH YOUR HANDS

UNTIL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT

UNTIL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT (PROD. SKOTSKR)

“HEAVEN ON EARTH” ALBUM OUT NOW!
KARMAMØB! 
STAR-EYED ANGEL!⭐️

UNTIL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT (PROD. SKOTSKR)

SSJ Daki