Album Name

Broccoli (Feat. Lil Yachty)

Artist

Shelley FKA DRAM

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2016.09.16

Release Agency

워너뮤직

Broccoli (Feat. Lil Yachty) - D.R.A.M.
Ain't no tellin'
what I'm finna be on ay ay
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
ten times three
Thirty thousand dollars
for a nigga to get flee
I just hit Rodeo 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 niggas clones
tryna copy what I'm on
Nigga get your own
tryna pick a nigga bone
Word to brother Skip
boy I had a good day
Metro PCS trappin' boy
I'm making plays
Fifty shades of grey
beat that pussy like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan
if it 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
six throwing bows
I'm a real young nigga from the
six throwing bows
Real young nigga from the
six 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
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 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
ok 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 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
That weed that weed
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