Broccoli
Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on (aye, aye)
I'm beyond all that ***** ******t, hey
Hey, lil' mama, would you like to be my sun******ne?
*****, touch my gang, we gon' turn this ******t to Columbine
Ice on my neck, cost me ten times three
Thirty thousand dollars for a ***** to get flee
I just hit Rodéo, and I spent like ten 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 ten phones, damn, I'm really never home
All these *****s clones, tryna copy what I'm on
*****, get your own, tryna pick a ***** bone
Word to brother, Skip, boy, I had a good day
Metro PCS, trappin', boy I'm makin' plays
Fifty shades of grey, beat that ****** like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan, if it ain't 'bout guap, I'm gone
*****s hatin' 'cause I'm chosen, from the concrete I had rose
Shawty starin' at my necklace 'cause my diamonds really froze
Put that ***** up in her ******, bet she feel it in her toes
I'm a real young ***** from the six throwin' 'bows
I'm a real young ***** from the six throwin' 'bows
Real young ***** from the six throwin' 'bows
In the middle of the party, ***** get off me
In the cut, I'm rollin' 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 tryna leave with me
Said that I can get that ****** easily
Said that I can hit that ******t so greasily
I'm a dirty dog, I did it sleazily
Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on (aye, aye)
I'm beyond all that ***** ******t
Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on (aye, aye)
Said I'm beyond all that ***** ******t
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 should sauce 'em up like Prego
Fettucini with Alfredo
All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega
I was five or six years old when I had told myself,
"Okay you're special"
But I treat you like my equal never lesser
I was twenty-six years old
When we had dropped this one amazing record
Had the world steppin'
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 ****** 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 wearin'
They just mad 'cause I got that cheese, *****, I keep dairy
Turnt up in the party, gettin' lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie, word to my mami
In the middle of the party, ***** get off me (Get off of me)
In the cut, I'm rollin' up my broccoli (My *****, my *****)
Ya, I know your baby mama fond of me (She fond of me)
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
(My *****, my *****)
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
(She vulnerable)
Said that I can let that ****** easily
(She fallin' for)
Said I can hit that ******t so greasily (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily