2LOONEY! lyrics

[Intro - BROKIE]
Get over here!
[?] on the beat
BROKIE, your music f*ckin' sucks (Yuh, YUH YUH, wait wait)
Yeah, I know (AY, yuh)
Uh (wait wait)
Ay (yuh)

[Verse - BROKIE]
Old teachers called young Stevie too looney
Old friends called young Stevie too fruity
And it put me through a mental state
And it made me retaliate
Against the f*ckin' people in my life, that's what you do to me
I'll read your eulogy, stupidly misconstruing things
That made me who I am and that'll kinda make me who I'll be
Within my future of my brittle state
I'm like a muthaf*ckin' robot
RETALIATE RETALIATE
I irradiate and incinerate if you irritate me
An illiterate apish brain is what Jesus gave me
I ain't goin' witchu, lil' piggy, gon' have to take me
If you think you really 'bout it, lil' piggy, gon' have to scrape me
Make a piggy chase me down the roads, I'm in Mercedes
Because f*ck THE PIGS
Holy sh*t, I just hit an old lady, f*ck
Yeah, I make a little rapper do the Double Dutch, f*ck it up
Rapper talkin' sh*t, I'll have to f*ck 'em up, uppercut
Rappers wanna stay up in my scene
But they just wanna scream
And they don't wanna rap no more because I'm comin' up
If a rapper talkin' on my name and then he talkin' bout the game
They better drop the f*ckin' addy so we knuckle up, you f*ckin' bum
[Outro - BROKIE]
Uh, Dastard you can do your sh*t now, I'm- I'm sorry, I just had to go oldhead mode, for like, 2 seconds, my bad, my bad
Wait, wait, no more adlibs?
Ok
OK!