Broccoli & Cheese

(Buddah blessed this beat)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, ayy (Yeah)

We outside, smoking indo (Yeah)
Yeah, pockets full of C-notes, all the nines came with extendos (Yeah)
Chopper on the backseat, gang'nem shooting shit like B-roll (Yeah)
I come from a city, we don't trick, nigga, we pimp hoes (Yeah)
Six figures in my earlobes (Yeah)
And thirty in my Glock (Yeah)
I told the bitch I'm single, but be sleeping with my chop
I fell in love with codeine, shit, I might invest in Wock'
Yeah, I fell in love with hustling and I don't plan on stopping
Bitch, I'm getting that broccoli (Yeah), and cheese (Yeah)
I be flexing hard, bitch, I do this shit with ease (Yeah)
You's a peon, nigga, yeah, I'm a P (Yeah)
You's a peon, nigga, I'm a P (Ayy), don't get put on a tee

I'm pouring drop inside my drop, higher than an astronaut
In my own world like Travis Scott
They like, "Glock, you dope as fuck," might catch me jumping out the pot
Oops, I mean jumping out the drop
Yeah, iced out Rollie 41, least the size a hockey puck
"Why the fuck they call you Glock and you keep an FN with you?"
Bitch, I'm cutthroat to the bone, yeah, bitch, I'm cutthroat to the gristle
It's the middle of the summer, hold my wrist up, now it's winter
It's the middle of the summer, I walk in the building, make it blizzard (Woo)
These niggas monkey in the middle, I'm pouring up a cup of fizzle
Rolling up a blunt of Skittles, me, Bart and a couple bitches
Eighteen, locked down in the system, now I'm one rich-ass lil' nigga
Niggas dissing, got me tickled, boy, you in the house

We outside, smoking indo (Yeah)
Yeah, pockets full of C-notes, all the nines came with extendos (Yeah)
Chopper on the backseat, gang'nem shooting shit like B-roll (Yeah)
I come from a city, we don't trick, nigga, we pimp hoes (Yeah)
Six figures in my earlobes (Ooh)
And thirty in my Glock
I told the bitch I'm single, but be sleeping with my chop
I fell in love with codeine, shit, I might invest in Wock'
Yeah, I fell in love with hustling and I don't plan on stopping (Uh-uh)
Bitch, I'm getting that broccoli (Yeah), and cheese (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah
And cheese, yeah, yeah, yeah
And cheese
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