IRON DEFICIENCY lyrics

[Intro: ISSBROKIE, GORT]
Haha, I'm such a f*cking whore
Pull up on an opp, our block, add it to the scoreboard
More hoes on they knees, cause ISSBROKIE they adore
Little b*tch, you know it's Brokie, chillin' with the homie GORT
Hello?
You're listening to a GORTIVERSE exclusive
G-G-GORT

[Verse 1: GORT]
Ay, I been f*cked up
W-W-Wearin' bust down, make your b*tch bust nut
T-T-Take a mushroom, I'mma get the 1UP
T-Tell 'em, "f*ck you," [?] enough to run up
B-b*tch boy, get the f*ck out of my face, huh, yeah
I'mma send that b*tch into his grave, huh, yeah
L-L-Lockin' up the trill, when I'm cookin' up the bass
Yeah, that boy anemic, put the iron to his face

[Verse 2: ISSBROKIE]
"So, what type of music do you makе?"
I make hits, b*tch
It's that mystic, suckin' on the di*k tip
b*tch, I hit licks
Keep eatin' my fists, b*tch
Thеy like, "hip, hip, hooray!" when I spit sh*t
Get off of my di*k, b*tch
I ain't really messin' with ya
Wow, I'm so thick, b*tch
C'mon boy, you like Tekken, kick a hole in your chest
Yeah, put this pole to your neck
B-b*tch, lil' homie frozed up, when I pulled out my TEC
I-I like men and they like me too
I-I-I get the .45 and then I, "drra!"
I ain't fightin' you
My stick got a scope, it go, "pew!"
When I'm snipin' you
Lil b*tch, I'm too sick, I- "achoo!"
I might have a flu
He be hittin' from the back with no lube
Haha, I'm such a f*cking whore
Pull up on an opp, our block, add it to the scoreboard
More hoes on they knees, cause ISSBROKIE they adore
Little b*tch, you know it's Brokie, chillin' with the homie GORT
[Outro: GORT]
Uhh, GORT!