WHATZGUD! (WTFG!) lyrics

[Intro]
*phone ringing*
Hello?
Y-you are listening to a GORTIVERSE exclusive
GORT

[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
In this b*tch, beanie chillin' on my head
Thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
Stupid b*tch, shut up
Don't you ever try that sh*t with me again
Suck my motherf*ckin' di*k to the FEDs
Stupid b*tch, what up?
Me and my brothers only sticking to the bread (Yeah!)
You can miss me with that open that you sent (That open that you sent b*tch!)
Stupid b*tch, shut up
Only worried 'bout the paper and the pen
Got 'em stressin' while I'm chillin' in my bed
Stupid b*tch, what up?

[Verse 1: ISSBROKIE]
What the f*ck's good? (What?)
b*tch I tough woods (What?)
Did that sh*t by myself, said nobody could
What the f*ck's good when yo' toе tag stuck? (Okay!)
Hottest rapper on the ground and in yo' wholе hood (Okay!)
f*ck [?] (Okay!)
That 'lil album you dropped, I ain't even look
Hah! Guess I did it again
I got a lame f*ckboy as my friend, he a sorry excuse
Turn a f*ckboy to a recluse
So you never ever talk on the crew
BLCKK, tell 'em what's up!
[Verse 2: BLCKK]
Crazy, cold money for my whole rent
Catch you runnin' through my block 'til he suspect
Go do summers, don't worry 'bout where I'm at
Keep the word, pus*y, push it 'til we out that (GORT)
Yeah, word to everybody who don't f*ck with me (Yeah!)
I did this before you ever jumped in it (Yeah!)
Word to everybody who gon' come for me (Yeah!)
I jump right back out the dirt, b*tch, f*ck with me (Yeah!)
I let you get it once I'm done with it
I used to do this sh*t for fun 'til we got funds in it (Bow, bow!)
I'm itchin', barking at this mic, y'all got one gimmick (Bap!)
Just copy paste, I'll kill myself alright, it's y'all winnin'
Yeah! Yeah! (Get up)
(b*tch, get up)
(f*ck rap, get the whole gang set up)
(Bap!)
Ayy, I smoke what you call competition
Quotation marks around that b*tch, you can't hit one condition
I'm tryna spin back to that faggot, ammunition wit' it
I take it back, don't get a b*tch I'm tryna f*ckin' kill 'em (Bow!)
Everybody wanna be cool 'til they get and see me (Bow, bow)
b*tch, I'm really 'bout my word and b*tch I'm still kickin' (Yeah!)
Get at once and in a month, I bet he still spinnin'
I'm tryna bury out these b*tches, b*tch, I [?]
[Verse 3: Teenager Disaster]
(Come on, put your f*cking hands up)
(I'ma get this sh*t jumpin' like—) (God you're always horny too)
(Horny too)
(Horny too)
(b*tch!)
(Jump!) (Jump!) Jump motherf*cker
If I'm runnin' to that b*tch I'ma say, "What's good?"
Jump (Jump), Jump (Jump), Jump motherf*cker
If I run into that b*tch I'ma say, "What's good?"
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
I said, hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
What's good? (What's good?)
([?], it's Teenage)

[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
In this b*tch, beanie chillin' on my head
Thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
Stupid b*tch, shut up
Don't you ever try that sh*t with me again
Suck my motherf*ckin' di*k to the FEDs
Stupid b*tch, what up?
Me and my brothers only sticking to the bread
You can miss me with that open that you sent
Stupid b*tch, shut up
Only worried 'bout the paper and the pen
Got 'em stressin' while I'm chillin' in my bed
Stupid b*tch, BROKIE!