HUNNID ON THE AVRAGE! lyrics

[Intro: ISSBROKIE]
Blat! (ISSBROKIE) (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
In the Glock-house with the trap lean
(Buck, should I get it?)
b*tch BINGO! BEEN THE TALK
(Brokie, your music f*cking sucks)

[Verse 1: ISSBROKIE]
I just woke up, huh, c*ck all massive
Big-di*k energy, lil' b*tch, I been packin'
Big lips slobbin' on my di*k, from a bad b*tch
b*tch, I put a hunnid on a dash, on the average
Shoutout DarkTones, never makin' any whack sh*t
Rappers say I'm corny, I just tell em' that it's Dax b*tch
Shoutout homie, Sammy Fendi, shoutout homie, Lacid
Why these pussies fakin', when they know my sh*t gas, b*tch
I tell him— come here, they rob him for his chains, huh (Come here)
If you ain't from here, then you better walk away, uh
I got yo' b*tch, here, I'm 'boutta f*ck hеr face, uh
I got yo' whip here, I'm 'boutta fly away, uh
I had yo' b*tch swеatin' on me like a athlete, no track meet
Please just get out off my ass meat, you backseat
You rappin', get the f*ck off my ass cheeks
Rappers talkin' sh*t because they know they'll never pass me
ISSBROKIE
[Verse 2: Triple777]
T7 chillin' in the backseat
I be ten toes in this b*tch, like what's crackin'?
Mackin' on the game, I'ma f*ck it, real nasty
Motherf*ckers front, while they stab you in the back G
Walk up in the function, lookin' real flashy
Classy, flyin' past ya', The Great Gatsby
The Matrix malfunction when I get sassy
Ask me, I don't care, see I'm gettin' nasty
Like f*ck it, all of you my sons 'cause I nutted, uh
Me and Brokie on the go, the gang, up to somethin', uh
We are what you wasn't, b*tch boy shot it, yeah
I am not your brotha', I am not your cousin, yeah
All of you rappers, dime a dozen, 6 feet unda', yeah
All you [?] p*ssed while then f*ck yo' motha' , yeah
Big di*k sucka, yeah, f*ck boy f*cka, yeah
All you motherf*ckers whack, watch the king conquer