Issy lyrics

by

Che



[Verse]
Issey Miyake (Yeah), I wear Issey Miyake
Issey Miyake (Yeah), I wear Issey Miyake
I don't even know, uh, I don't even know
b*tch, I don't even know you
I got hella money, ain't gon' hold you
f*ckin heavyweight up on my shoulder
Grip on me, I'm a soldier
All my demons come back when I'm sober
Sober, sober
Not my brotha, f*ck em over
We done went pop, Coca-Cola
I met a bad b*tch in October
I met a bad bih', wanna-, uh
I met a bad bih', wanna- (What?)
Yeah (Woo, woo), yeah (What?)
Yeah, yeah (What? What?)
Yeah, yeah (What? What?)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Ahh, aah)

[Verse 2]
n*ggas, they try to belittle me
I had money since the little me
Told that b*tch to stop it, f*ck epiphany
My name C-H-E, literally
I'ma sh*t on the world, f*ck a litterin'
And I dropped outta school, I'm illiterate
n*ggas sticked up, like a celery
I don't drop for a month for the better me
These n*gga think I fell off, told 'em, "Better me"
I'm in the trap, [?] ketamine
I'ma put sh*t on the line for my enemies
Yo b*tch can't get off my jock, I'm a specimen
Spend 100 on a car, put a TEC in it
Put my di*k up in her jaw, now she neckin' me
I came in first, you came in second
She want a purse, b*tch, what the head get?
I was like 6 wit' a stick, f*ck a Tekken
I'm in the A wit' my whip, got a ticket
Malachi sent the beat, and then I sh*tted
Juggle my b*tch and text her, "sh*t, I miss it"
I might invade her body, just like Missy
All the drank and molly make me p*ssy
I know some hollow n*ggas that get busy
O.G kush, can't f*ck wit no stizzy
f*ck George Bush, he don't f*ck with my city
I just run, shoot a n*gga, then I griddy
I just make hella money, then I griddy
I just put di*k her tummy, now she grinnin'
I know that Jesus love me, but I'm sinnin'
I know that Soser love me, that my synonym
I bought a crib wit ARP's and send at him, yeah, yeah
Got it jumpin' like a burpee
He want static, beef j*rky
I got asthma, it don't hurt me
So I grab my wood and started burning
I don't give a f*ck, I'm trappin' early
Gen 5's, get sturdy
Big 9, get sturdy
I won't let n*ggas make it to thirty
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
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