Broccoli

Album: Big Baby D.R.A.M. (2016)
Charted: 5
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  • Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on
    I'm beyond all that fuck shit, hey
    Hey lil' mama would you like to be my sunshine?
    Nigga touch my gang we gon' turn this shit to Columbine
    Ice on my neck cost me 10 times 3
    30, 000 dollars for a nigga to get flee
    I just hit Rodéo and I spent like 10 Gs
    I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
    When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
    And I keep like 10 phones, damn I'm really never home
    All these niggas clones tryna copy what I'm on
    Nigga get your own, tryna pick a nigga bone
    Weight tip the scale, boy I had a good day
    Metro PCS trappin' boy I'm making plays
    50 shades of grey, beat that pussy like Hulk Hogan
    I know you know my slogan, if I ain't 'bout guap I'm gone
    Niggas hatin' 'cause I'm chosen from the concrete I had rose
    Shawty starin' at my necklace cause my diamonds really froze
    Put that dick up in her pussy bet she feel it in her toes
    I'm a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
    I'm a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
    Real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
    In the middle of the party bitch get off me
    In the cut I'm rolling up my broccoli
    Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
    All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
    Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
    Said that I can get that pussy easily
    Said that I can hit that shit so greasily
    I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily
    Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on
    I'm beyond all that fuck shit
    Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on
    Said I'm beyond all that fuck shit
    I got companies and Pesos
    I got people on my payroll
    She don't do it 'less I say so
    I don't smoke if it ain't fuego
    I just sauce 'em up like Prego
    Fettuchini with Alfredo
    All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega
    I was 5 or 6 years old when I had told myself ok you're special
    But I treat you like my equal never lesser
    I was 26 years old when we had dropped this one amazing record
    Had the world stepping
    That's what I call epic
    Couple summers later I got paper
    I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel
    With the capers on a square plate
    At the restaurant with the why you got to stare face
    To know I either ball or I record over the snare and bass
    Rapper face, dread headed
    Golden diamond teeth wearing
    They just mad 'cause I got that cheese bitch I keep dairy
    Turnt up in the party getting lit to Yachty
    With a Spanish Barbie word to my mami
    In the middle of the party bitch get off me
    In the cut I'm rolling up my broccoli
    Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
    All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
    Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
    (She wanna fuck)
    Said that I can get that pussy easily
    (I'm gonna fuck)
    Said I can hit that shit so greasily
    I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily Writer/s: Julian Gramma, Karl Rubin Brutus, Miles McCollum, Roget Chahayed, Shelley Massenburg-Smith
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
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