TSUNDERE! Lyrics ISSBROKIE
Just another day
I’m returning to the studio to teach these *** a lesson of why I’m better than them at rapping or whatever
It’s like 9 am right now
Early in the mornin’
I just had some tea
I’m in my back, I’m recording in my underwear right now
Too much baggage lil’ ***, I ain’t tryna manage that
Such a lack of manners you tryna act like a man with that?
Standin cut for no one, talkin nothin’ I can’t stand these cats
Backpack rappers? Please, y’all rockin fanny packs
I’m playin hackysack with who say I’m satanic
I’m that alt *** in her disco wonderin’ where the panic at (ahh)
Where the *** getting manic at
Mating press a b_at just to show it how a *** acts
Y’all actin handicapped cappin’ ’bout what’s dramatic
Can’t *** with rappers they always actin’ dramatic
Lov_ it but i act like i hate it just for the sass, ***
I can’t even debate, I’m a tsundere for this rap ***
Bad ***, groupies won’t *** me ’cause’ I’m attractive
Actin out, way too rabid, I ain’t a hat trick
I’m spazzin’ out ’cause none of these rappers actually active
I’m an addict to this cash, I’m runnin’ out like it’s track, ***
I’m actually packin’, ratatatatatat
It’s strappin’ semi-automatic
I got thousands in the jacket
Stackin’ dough up offa rappin’
Casanova, how I snatch it
*** and hoes that I be clappin’
Just like Jonah, pockets fatter than ya’ own
I’m superbad, it’s what I’m told
Let’s get it crackin’
[?] if he want action
Let it go like I’m [?]
Super code, I feel like stayin’ on the low
I’m flippin’ packs from Mexico to Atlanta
How I flow, I rule Atlantis
How I’m really that ***
Short fused with an enormous Aura
Feel like a lil’ short shawty offa’ Toradora
These cats adorable
Competition, do [?] and Boris
Big shoes to fill
They can’t Ignore
I’m Sora
These rappers neckbeards
Not surprised if they wore fedoras
More water than Legend of Korra
If she was born a Zora
Dora explorin’ a box
I’ll open up pandora
She give me [?]
And then I’m droppin her like Gamora
The *** y’all talkin’ about
Just ’cause I’m trans, these *** won’t let me cook
I’m rappin’ better than alla’ these cis ***, I swear to God
***
Excuse me
Lemme go back to vacuuming the house or whatever
Making hyperpop, I dunno, some transgender ***
ISSBROKIE