Broccoli (feat. Lil Yachty)

Broccoli (feat. Lil Yachty)

Track by D.R.A.M.

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LYRICS
Ain't no telling
what I'm finna be on
I'm beyond all that fuck shit
Hey little 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 Rodeo 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
Way to Brother Skip, boy
I had a good day
Metro PCS trapping 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 hating cause
I'm chosen from the concrete
that I rose
Shawty staring 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

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