Broccoli

Broccoli - DRAM ft. Lil Yachty
[Intro]
Ain't no telling what I'm finna be on
Ay ay I'm beyond all that

[Verse 1]
Hey lil mama would you like to be my sunshine?
Touch my gang we gon' turn this to
Ice on my neck cost me ten times three
Thirty thousand dollars for a get flee
I just hit Rodeo and I spent like ten G's
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 clones tryin' to copy what I'm on
Get your own tryin' to pick a bone
Word to brother Skip boy I had a good day
MetroPCS trapping boy I'm making plays
Fifty Shades of Grey beat that like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan if I ain't 'bout guap I'm gone
Hating 'cause I'm chosen from the concrete I had rose
Shawty staring at my necklace cause my diamonds really froze
Put that in her bet she feel it in her toes
I'm a real young from the Six throwing bows
I'm a real young from the Six throwing bows
Real young from the Six throwing bows

[Chorus]
In the middle of the party get off me
In the cut I'm rolling up my broccoli
Yeah I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she tryin' to leave with me
Said that I can get that easily
Said that I can hit that greasily
I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily
Ain't no telling what I'm finna be on
Ay ay I'm beyond all that hey
Ain't no telling what I'm finna hey a-beyond
Ay ay said I'm beyond ay a-all that ay

[Verse 2]
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 fettuccini 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 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 I keep dairy
Turnt up in the party getting lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie word to my mami

[Chorus]
In the middle of the party get off me
In the cut I'm rolling up my broccoli
Yeah I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she tryin' to leave with me
Said that I can get that easily
Said that I can hit that greasily
I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily
Yeah ay ay ay

[Outro]
Ay ay ay yeah ay