GET ME RIGHT! lyrics

(Brokie, your music f*cking sucks)

Yeah
My dealer get me right
I'm smokin' top shelf z-a-z-a just to sleep at night
(yeah)
I barely ever try
Cos every opp that wanna test me know it's suicide
How the f*ck you finna check me
You ain't down to die
Yo main b*tch text me
I don't hit her back, I'm staying dry
She can't hit me surprised
She call me to this day, she still get hit with no replies

Took me a paid flight out to New York
Ridin' first class in the jet
Dabbin' up every fan
While they [?]
Get my side b*tch hit mе up
I don't even look, I don't do texts
No, I ain't rеally move
I quote and quote
A b*tch'll get hit wit a TEC
Swear to god it be hellcore when its KARMAMOB
Lock, l-n-m-n-s-o-s
And they say that I move different
Ever since I found myself with a new set
But I ain't really move different
Shout out Jen, got the same friends, never left
But I guess you ain't move different
Ain't a f*ckin' day one, b*tch youse a pest

Yeah, oh
Every time that I learn a boy, hit my phone steady trynna speak bout that same clout everybody else want, I cry
And every time that a b*tch hit my DMs crawling right back to me bout envy from the past I just wanna die
Boy, get the f*ck out my dms
You're like 30 every damn weekend
See you gon' fix your life
And now that boy wanna talk sh*t
Playin games, I don't do gossip
Why you toxic?
b*tch bye

Yeah
My dealer get me right
I'm smokin' top shelf z-a-z-a just to sleep at night
(yeah)
I barely ever try
Cos every opp that wanna test me know it's suicide
How the f*ck you finna check me
You ain't down to die
Yo main b*tch text me
I don't hit her back, I'm staying dry
She can't hit me surprised
She call me to this day, she still get hit with no replies
(ISSBROKIE)