THIS IDEA WAS ENTIRELY CREATED BY S4SHA MY GOAT!!! THANK YOU FOR THIS CRAZY MASHUP!!! 🖤🖤🖤

mix. @rivrpersn

Lyrics:

(Intro: Doechii — NISSAN ALTIMA)

(Wake up, a-cup, Getcha tits sucked
In my makeup, face fuck, Getcha bake up
Fake bluff, fake tuff, Niggas dick suck
Put cha sticks up for the muhfuckin' princess
Rates up, jigg's up, Putcha dicks up
Getcha dicks sucked, Put your muhfuckin' sticks up
They suck, that's tough, Nigga, pay up
Get your rates up for the muhfuckin' princess)

Tell ‘em what I’m bringing back now, y’all tell ‘em
Tell ‘em what I’m bringing back now, y’all tell ‘em
Tell ‘em what I’m bringing back now, y’all tell ‘em
Tell ‘em what I’m bringing back now, y’all tell ‘em



Yo!
This track get ‘em little bit mad but It’s a-
Distract from the shit from the past
And I ain’t never been the person to put myself on the blast 
But I’m doin this shit hoping she shaking a lil’ ass

Like bounce that
I’m trynna’ see where this mufuckin’ mouth at
No talk though, I ain’t really round that
And we can do it at the park where the south at
I’m bouta’ Pierce a bitch Veil, you can crown that

Giving me that long neck like it’s Colorado, bitch-
(IM A GIRAFFE) 
I been really postin up like USPS, fuck with US P.S and we really gonna blast 

But no Team Rocket 
Bitches trynna’ twist me up but I’m abouta’/up outta’ socket/sock it
In/End ya’ life with a shell, I ain’t talkin’ Polly Pockets
So Ima’ treat the game like a cuck and i’ll lock it

Take ‘em to the- 
Nah fuck that
(Oh my fucking god)

C’mere bitch
This rap shit easy
Who the fuck on my phone?
Tell ‘em leave a bitch alone
I’m just trynna’ chill
Tell ‘em getcha’ ass on
Yeah they know me
Your girl bouta’ leave?
This club shit borin
Trynna’ write in my head
Really thinkin’ ‘bout music
Who the fuck is you?
I don’t really wanna talk now 
I’m leavin’ this bitch!
Then I’m back to the studio 

(I’m bringing music back)

I hear the copyright comin’ from miles around
I don’t even know where this shit uploaded, if you listenin’ it means this shit is out
Or not 
I’ve really been ‘way from the clout
Or not
You mad cuz your bitch on my couch
Or nah?
YAAHHHHHHHH 

(I’m sorry I had to)

Man, this shit some light work, they been knowin’ I’m a technician 
This Tec glisten and now the whole mag missin’
Rah Tah Tah on yo’ Ty/Tie, I create death
Cookin’ all this shit up in the lab like I make meth

(Sniff) (Exhale)
That is some good shit
Roll a big dice out the block on some hood shit
I wrap up my verse like a Monk in a 'stary 
It’s scary, I’m lookin as fly as Canaries, be weary

C’mere bitch
This rap shit easy
Who the fuck on my phone?
Tell ‘em leave a bitch alone
I’m just trynna’ chill
Tell ‘em getcha’ ass on
Yeah they know me
Your girl bouta’ leave?
This club shit borin’
Trynna’ write in my head
Really thinkin’ ‘bout music
Who the fuck is you?
I don’t really wanna talk now 
I’m leavin’ this bitch!
Then I’m back to the studio

rahhh!!

SLAUGHTERBACK (ALTIMA FLIP)

ISSBROKIE - LEZBO! (prod. hyzxr) (throwaway)

alright im goin back to class now

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https://catapult.fm/detox

LYRICS:
(HUH)
DID EM DIRTY, NEED A DETOX
CHOPPA HIT HIS STREET, SOUND LIKE A BEATBOX
TRIED TO CATCH US SLIPPING, THATS A CHEAP SHOT
NEW KICKS EVERY WEEK, YOU ROCKING REEBOKS
(YUH)
HEART TOO COLD, I LET THAT HEAT POP
MAKE THAT BOY AN ANGEL, MAY HE MEET GOD
ALL I KNOW IS GO, NO BITCH I CAN'T STOP
SHE SHAKE ON A NIGGA TILL HER PANTS DROP

THEY GON SAY I DONT, BUT I'VE BEEN HAVING IT
(YUH, YUH)
DIAMONDS ON MY BODY, THEY EXTRAVAGANT
(YUH, YUH)
I BEEN ON ONE, DONT NEED NO ACTIVIST
LYING THROUGH THEY TEETH, THESE NIGGAS CAPPING BITCH
SHE GON SWING THE STICK AROUND LIKE SHE A WITCH
CANT GIVE UP A MILE, CANT GIVE THEM AN INCH
ALL THESE FUCKING BANDS ON ME, OUT HERE THROWING FITS
HEARD THESE NIGGAS LOOKING FOR ME, I'VE BEEN MAKING HITS

AND IM CRUISING WITH THE MOB, A BUNCH OF FUCKING BRUISERS
GOT THIS DRAKO IN LA, MOVE ROUND LIKE IM THE RULER
IM A VET UP IN THIS BITCH, THESE BOYS A BUNCH OF JUNIORS
I MAY SPIN THEN SPIN AGAIN TO HIT A NEW MANEUVER
YOUR GANG FULL OF PUSSIES, AINT NO FUCKING SHOOTERS
YOUR HO GOING ANYDAY, NO SHE DONT FUCK WITH LOSERS
X RIGHT THROUGH HIS NAME, NOW I FEEL LIKE IM SUPXR
MASK ON MY FACE, MIGHT FEEZE TO DEATH, FEEL LIKE IM COOLER

MONEY, BANDS, PRADA OFF THAT DAMN COMPUTER
THAT BOY SAID HE DROPPED A SONG, THAT SHIT IS STANDUP HUMOR
NIGGAS PASS MY NAME AROUND LIKE ITS A FUCKING RUMOR
NO THEY COULDNT BEAT ME THEN, NO HOPE UP IN THEIR FUTURE
TOLD HOW TO DO THIS SHIT LIKE IM A TUTOR
ONLY STACK AND STACKING GUAP, NO HO I CANT GO FEWER
NIGGAS HATING FROM THE SIDE BUT CHATTING LIKE SOME VIEWERS THOUGH
I DONE HEARD THAT SHIT ALREADY, GET SOMETHING ORIGINAL-

DID EM DIRTY, NEED A DETOX
CHOPPA HIT HIS STREET, SOUND LIKE A BEATBOX
TRIED TO CATCH US SLIPPING, THATS A CHEAP SHOT
NEW KICKS EVERY WEEK, YOU ROCKING REEBOKS
(YUH)
HEART TOO COLD, I LET THAT HEAT POP
MAKE THAT BOY AN ANGEL, MAY HE MEET GOD
ALL I KNOW IS GO, NO BITCH I CAN'T STOP
SHE SHAKE ON A NIGGA TILL HER PANTS DROP

DETOX! (PROD. PXIQZES)

ANIMATION MEME⬇️
https://youtu.be/XzwEqDC0DsE

(brokie: hook:)
can’t believe she told me i aint like that
5 racks to the bank from drawin on my ipad
they like “why she ego me on my tracks?”
you got caught, talkin shit, boy that shit in imax
yo bitch bad, not like mike jack
5 max, would say she a 4 but she might pass 
too many skills that i’m nice at
yo bitch want my dick cuz i’m that pretty shii w eyebags

(brokie: verse 1:)
she like me too much
might have to cut her off
your new shit not tuff
brodie get a fucking job
i been getting bucks
lately just because i talk
leave a trail of gualla ‘hind me everywhere i walk

(supxr: verse 2:)
homies doing good? yea thats my fault
heard you was a rat, you a snake
i see through it like im heimdall
she gon pick up if its my call
please get out my face
they wont leave a trace like its lysol
you aint a friend of me
closer? you my enemy
you was talkin big shit
that aint what you said to me
put the mic away its ass what you sendin me
you gon do me like some trash now youre dead to me
set me up, im gon do it right, you cant do it once
you stay with your mom, doin nothin, you a stupid bum
yeah, im gon flaunt it all the time, like ive never won
i could block you off, promise you wont find a better one
she gon do you wrong, where yo feelings at
my money reachin where the ceilings at
i could buy your life, just to be exact
put a bounty on yo head, brokie claimin dat

(brokie & supxr: hook:)
can’t believe she told me i aint like that
5 racks to the bank from drawin on my ipad
they like “why she ego me on my tracks?”
you got caught, talkin shit, boy that shit in imax
yo bitch bad, not like mike jack
5 max, would say she a 4 but she might pass 
too many skills that i’m nice at
yo bitch want my dick cuz i’m that pretty shii w eyebags

ISSBROKIE - EYEBAGS! (ft. SUPXR) (prod. waera)

chromed out neck
david martinez type tech
i know some dudes out in martinez 
prolly do u like mechs
good mexican coain’a
what i serve n i get
dirtiest dancer i got serbian murder type neglect
merc’ ya best MC witta verse from a year ago
typa drive got me too far had to steer it home
eerie tones what these rappers feelin bout a theoried show
too OP competition look at me like kirito
apple of they eye, i’m on they side like a siri phone
serial killer on the mic so its cheerio
when the competition pass by cuz they really know
i let 6 to 1 bullets out the 9 ray mysterio
“here she go” 
what they sayin when she let a lyric go
theories show i put em in the floor like they mirio
real real bad like a flight takin spirit go
snappin when i’m scratchin on the decks
they aint ‘ere-it tho
what we on
competition wanna kill me pronto
but the only rapper
they had beef n took off 
was at mcdonald’s
straight combos 
the homies clownin u like ronald
i know it feel good to beef
but you’ll get done like mondo
stopped all those
got rappers wrapped inside my frontos
the only stories you got about yo city is yo condo
straight bombs hoe
like sompranos, straight don hoe
hunter hunter shit, hisok’em up we get em gon hoe 
fuck is that?
inconspicuous pouder in the duffle bag
i don’t ask, dopefiens askin me for summa that
bummy rappers talkin bout my tracks, they can’t stomach that
a hunnid tracks droppin just to son em, they like “summers back”
i ain never wore fake jordans, most you dummies cap
hunnid flat put it on my mama you can’t stunt in dat
cut it back “fake it til u make it” only gonna pass
if u gonna cash out, struggle, then go run it back
runnin laps, i done passed you rappers back in 2020 no funny act, turn off “issbrokie” til i got a lil
dat money back. ask yo favorite rapper for a battle just to son his ass,
tie em covered face witta gunny sack, n gun his back
i ain never been bout competition can’t have none of that
tryna murder my own collective, make sure they ain’t comin back
swaggot bitch, new tape droppin n like a month
i’m stacked
ass fat, smell good, dick big n my tummy flat

ISSBROKIE - CHROMED OUT! (prod. bailey daniel & stoic) (throwaway)

YEA YEA YEA YEA YEA YEA XD
ART BY @natxfu ON IG

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LISTEN TO THE SONG ON ALL PLATFORMS:
https://catapult.fm/incredible

LYRICS:
- I FEEL INCREDIBLE! -
PRETTY BITCH, BUT IM THE BADDEST
RACKS COMING IN, I FEEL INCREDIBLE
SPEND A BAG ON JUST THE FASHION
I GET HELLA ONES, WHOLE LOTTA DECIMALS

WANT MY HEART BUT YOU CANT HAVE IT
GOOD LOOKS, PUT HER IN A PAGENT
YUH, TWO SHOTS
PUT THE NIGGA IN A CASKET
SAID THEY SPUN ON ME, BUT THEY AINT ACTIVE

YUH YUH
DONT BELIEVE A THING, YOU NIGGAS CAPPIN
YUH YUH
THIS HOE GOT MY LYRICS IN HER CAPTION
YUH YUH
MONEY STRETCHING LONG JUST LIKE THE CAPTAIN
YUH YUH
AND YOU CAN GET A PIC, JUST GOTTA ASK IT

FUCK A LAME, YOU CANNOT TALK TO US
CHOPPA HIT HIM IF HE TALK TOO MUCH
YOU CAN LOOK BUT CANT TOUCH
AND SHE THINK THAT SHE CAN GET IT CAUSE SHE KNOW THAT SHE A

PRETTY BITCH, BUT IM THE BADDEST
RACKS COMING IN, I FEEL INCREDIBLE
SPEND A BAG ON JUST THE FASHION
I GET HELLA ONES, WHOLE LOTTA DECIMALS

- IN DAT MODE! -
OK I CANT MISS, SHOOT
I BEEN IN DAT MODE
PUT ME ON THE BEAT, IM FINNA FLOAT
I BEEN ROCKIN SHIT THAT THEY AINT EVEN KNOW
RAPPERS SAY IM BAD, THEY TRYNNA COPE

RINGS ON MY FIST, I FEEL LIKE SONIC
BAD LIL BITCH
SHE TRYNNA FUCK, GETTIN EROTIC
NOW THEY TRYNNA STEAL THE SWAG WHEN I BEEN ON IT
WHY THEY HATIN ON THE KID, THATS QUITE IRONIC

HUH HUH
MONEY LIKE A MOUNTAIN
HUH HUH HUH HUH
I CANT EVEN COUNT IT
HUH HUH
HE TRY TO STEP, I CANT ALLOW IT
HUH HUH
HE SAID ITS ON SIGHT, BUT BOY I DOUBT IT

DAMAGE, I MAY RUN AMUCK
PUTTIN PRESSURE ON EM TILL THEY OUTTA LUCK
WAY TOO UP, NO I AINT WORRIED BOUT NO FUNDS
HELLA ONES, HELLA GUAP, HELLA BUCKS
MATTER FACT, SHOUT OUT THE HOMIE BUCK
HE GON COME DOWN WITH THAT SHIT THAT MAKE YOU DUCK
WHY WOULD I EVER FUCK A BITCH THAT I AINT CUFF
I BEEN ON IT, THEY BEEN STUCK UP IN A RUT

I FEEL INCREDIBLE! / IN DAT MODE! (PROD. SNORKATJE)

Production by @1prodsilence on insta
Featuring @issbrokie

Spotify

LIFELINE feat. ISSBROKIE (prod. silence)

im running outta things to say here, just enjoy

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LYRICS:
THEY SAY THEY KNOW WHAT IT IS
LIL BITCH YOU KNEW WHAT IT WAS
CHOP TO HIS BRAIN LIKE A POP QUIZ
THEN I PUT THAT BLADE IN HIS GUT
THEY DONT NOTHIN TO STOP THIS
LIKE A TITAN WHEN IM IN THE CUT
SHE BE LIKE "DAKI YOU POPPIN
LIKE A SHONEN, BEEN THIS OFF THE JUMP

ION GIVE FUCK BOUT A CALLOUT
XD, RAPPERS THEY MAKIN ME COUGH LOUD
NIGGAS BE SWEET TRYNNA TALK DOWN
NO SNOOZE BUTTON WHEN IM PUTTIN HIS CLOCK OUT
HE TRYNNA PLAY, HE GET BOXED OUT
I CANNOT HANG WITH A LAME, HE GET CROSSED OUT
HELLA CHOPS UP IN THE MOB HOUSE
IM SENDIN SHOTS ALL AROUND FROM THE TOP DOWN BITCH

YEA
HEADSHOTS WHEN I PULL ON THAT SWITCH
NO WAY
NO LOVE, I AINT GIVIN NO KISS
SO UP
IM BETTER, THEY GETTIN THE GIST
TOO HOT
BITCH I GOT THE SUN ON MY WRIST
TOO SMALL
LIKE WHY WOULD I BEEF WITH A KID
BUT IF HE RUNNIN UP GET HIM SMOKED LIKE A CIG
I PUT MY SEED IN YO BITCH LIKE A FIG
ION GIVE FUCK UNLESS ITS ABOUT GUAP

YEA
SO HEAVY, MY POCKETS LIKE ROCKS
UH HUH
NO MEDIC, IM GIVIN OUT SHOTS
LETS GO
LIKE EDIT IM GETTIN EM CROPPED
ON GO, ON GO
NO I CANNOT STOP
DONT TRY TO SHOOT CAUSE THAT SHIT GETTIN BLOCKED
BEEN 1 UPPIN NIGGAS, I BEEN AT THE TOP
GET THAT BOY KNOCKED IF HE WANNA PLAY
WHAT IM ROCKIN DEADLY, I GOT GOMU GOMU ON MY GUN

NO I DONT KNOW YOU, BRODIE YOU A BUM
IM NOTHIN LIKE EM, HOE IM 1 OF 1
NIGGAS BE HATIN, BOY YOU LOOKIN DUMB
FUCK, IM TWELVE ASKIN IM A DUNCE
DO IT LIKE ME, THESE NIGGAS IS MY SONS
IM ON HIS TRACK WITH POLE, I MAKE HIM RUN

HOW THE FUCK I GET THIS KNOWN AS A HOMEBODY
RAPPERS BE ON MY DICK, YOU A NOBODY
AND YOU WIFING THAT THOT, SHE GON GO PROLLY
GO HER GIVIN OUT THROAT, HOE BODY
WHY SHE TRYNNA BE SWEET, TELL HER "BLOW SHAWTY"
YOU AINT FUCKIN WITH ME, NO CHANCE
I AINT GIVIN OUT LOVE, AINT NO ROMANCE
TELL EM GO GET A CHECK, NO BANDS
DISHIN PRESSURE, GIVE BELT LIKE A GROWN MAN
OK OK

BOXED UP W SSJDAKI

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