NOT.CIS lyrics

[Intro: Changeline]
Okay, so this one is like half, half a story telling song (Yeah, yeah)
'Cause you- you probably noticed that I- I always tell stories (Okay okay, okay okay)
So I wanna try to make you f-f*cking pull up on it (Okay okay, yeah yeah!)
Sory, alright, alright, let’s go, let's go

[Verse 1: Changeline]
Okay, I'm just gonna tell it
I ain’t no cis, i don't f*ck with your nonsense (Ay! Ay!)
Talking 'bout it with my family? Nailed it
Such a bad b*tch, you can feel it through the lens (Yuh, ay!)
He's my best friend, I know I can trust him (Yuh)
Don't even cared when I said I was into him (Uh)
Simple and yet I can't help but stim (Ay)
I know I can handle it, know I can take it (Ay, yuh)
Huh, okay, here goes
No I cannot
What if I'm not clear enough and he call me a thot
Telling me I hork up (Yuh, yuh)
Burning me up, in a sec, I'd be f*cked up (Ay, go!)
Ain’t my fault that society made up
So many rules that we following, stuck (That’s f*cked up)
In my body, shoulda know, but I won't give up (Yeah)
I went too far, damn it damn, I don’t make it up (Ay, ay)
Okay, wait, so look
I ain't what the world want me to be (Yeah-ay!)
Can't do nothing about it
But It is just me, for once, being real
Feels good, you see?
H-h-h-h-he pause, stares, open his mouth
"That is, what? That is f*cked up" What?
"What were you thinking?
Why would it change anything to a friendship?" (Wow!)
[Chorus: Changeline]
We ain't cis (Yeah!)
No, we ain’t cis (Yeah!)
We ain't cis (Yeah!)
No, we ain't cis (Yeah!)
We f*cking dysphoric (Wow)
Finna get a diss (Woo!)
By all of those terfs
But all of them miss
Yeah, I don't care (Yeah!)
Your parents call me cutie (Yeah!)
For my voice and my ass might get a trophy (Ay!)
Need a b*tch so badass, might dm ISSBROKIE (Ay!)
I wanna pass, so I'm becoming thicky (Uh)
We ain't cis
Nah, we ain't cis (Ay)
We ain't cis (Yuh)
No, we ain't cis (Ay)
Hopping on tracks like a mof*cking rabbit
Unlimited power, call me Lady Sith (Ay!)
You finna see me cooking after cutting
All your mof*ckers into cubes (Yummy)
Lumberjack how I bring all of them down
Their only remains be their little pubes

[Bridge: Changeline, ISSBROKIE]
Yummy, no wait
Uh, it was, it was gross (Yuh)
Uh, BROKIE, can you help me out with this one (Yeah, yeah we need to do the [?])
Yeah, I got you, sis (ISSBROKIE!)
[Verse 2: ISSBROKIE]
We not cis, f*ck yo' cis
Ice on my wrist
Got [?] on my fist (Brr)
Big Glock on my hip, full stock in this clip
You none of our sh*t
ISSBROKIE, bad b*tch (Duh)
I'm chillin' with Changeline
We take yo' change and then turn you to make believe (Ay)
Faster
[?], b*tch, that boy is a capper (yeah)
His b*tch always want me, I feel like I'm Clapper (Uh)
I'm sick of these actors
I'm sick of these b*tches
I'm sick of these rappers
I'm sick of these digits I'm gettin'
I'm sick of just doin' a trip and forever [?]
I'm sick of faces
I'm sick of the image you try to put up like you punk when you isn't (Uh-huh)
I'm sick and I'm tired and p*ssed and I'm livid
You say you the G.O.A.T. when you ain't even dishin'
We doin' it different, b*tch (ISSBROKIE)

[Outro: ISSBROKIE]
Yeah, we doin' it different, b*tch
Shout out Changeline