
broccoli - kurrqn lyrics
[verse]
uh d*mn, lil’ bro fin’ get cooked like rotisserie
where is y’all coming from? really a mystery
show me a band that don’t go toward electricity
b*tch i’ma lay low, don’t need the publicity
i’m finna lay low, b*tch, i’m in the mode
i’m not gon’ link up, i stick to the code
she keep on calling, b*tch, i’m on the road
b*tch, and i’m tired, my cereal soggy
i do this sh*t for real, this ain’t a hobby
i got a bad b*tch, she from abu dhabi
exploring my sound and now he tryna copy
b*tch i’m exploring and he copy me
he rush his sh*t that he do sloppily
rap about life and that sh*t not for me
get to the green, just like a broccoli
(f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck)
do not talk to me, i got an ego
i don’t trust no one, y’all not my people
fly out to new york, i’m in oswego
i’m in nеw york and i’m gonna tweak
i’m not gon’ take it slow, show me thеm cheeks
n*ggas on clown sh*t, they do it for weeks
touch on her body now i’m feelin’ weak
feeling weak and now i’m finna crash
i’ma switch it up, i do it fast
she tryna dub me, i put her on blast
she tryna dub me, b*tch, i’m on your ass
and i really can’t do nothin’ but move on
it’s a long road, i’m putting my shoes on
time to work today, i put a suit on
she love me and i’m the one that she drool on
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