Lyrics Broad Day - Loski, doroad, Rose

Broad Day

It’s Tyree, he’s dead
(Why didn’t you pay for this beat though)
C’mon man it’s my fault man, this never would’ve happened
(Drilling)
If I brought him out here man
Tyree always gon' be with you, we always gon' be with you
(On the other side, broad day drillin')
Some in the bando breaking hands (Hands)
Some on the other side breaking kitchens (Kitchens)
They talk, we live it
Splash consistent, bro it get’s livid
(Yah, yah)
Their phones ain’t ringing (brr, brr)
And them poles ain’t kicking (Never)
That scoreboards different
On the other side broad day drillin
It’s mister shotties and max again
Send my young boy back to Cunch
I’m bout to get them racks again
Till he’s done
Donny comes back
See them racks we elastic them
But some of that goes into reup
That’s more dark and crack again
Charc and wax again (More grub)
You might see me with this thingy on man
So you know I’m taking minimal chat
I’m done with these silly little gangs
I’ll leave man rubbed in these silly little flats
Should’ve gotten rich off smacking crack
Cuz I done smoked to a million cats
Should’ve got a medal for the way I clap
Cuz I done smoked off backs and hats
These niggas can’t talk to me (They can’t)
My young boys on smoke
He want’s to start queffing
I told him come walk with me (He's on smoke)
Just make sure the tings off safety
Cuz I don’t wanna make the ting awkward g
To make me grab that mash out yuh hand
Slap that twice and make me for g
Tell me why them man always chatting large (Large)
They talk bout crashing, they only thing they crash is fuckin cars
Courtesy of man slapping at cars
And why’s them man always chatting wass (they're wass)
When they ain’t got no waps
They only thing they clapping is fucking hands (Fucking jokeman)
Some in the bando breaking hands (Hands)
Some on the other side breaking kitchens (Kitchens)
They talk, we live it
Splash consistent, bro it get’s livid
(Yah, yah)
Their phones ain’t ringing (brr, brr)
And them poles ain’t kicking (Never)
Scoreboards different
On the other side broad day drillin
Pop out, jump off, ay drill that quick
Nuff you turn, nuff skrr and skid
Run for their life but they act on vid (Stop acting)
See me in the field don’t talk get rid
(Drip, Drip)
Nuttin' ain’t changed they panic
Baby I’m Loose or Hazzard
Harlem splasher, same off of DJ Khaled (That's another one)
Spartan step, who want’s a shower (shower)
They took 8 months to ride
They talk on my name, we was there in an hour (cowards)
Bruck back long like tower
Opp block with you was probably at home doing bae and Power
Real opp thot chattin' bro want wap it
I told bro lowe her (Ay lowe it man)
No reason (No reason)
Anyone can ride on an opp spot
Do you come back with your Rambo bleeding (Do you?)
Saw 10 men turn into 2 (two)
They both got dipped so ain’t none breathing (Ha ha)
I beg to you ask who I’m beefing (Stop it)
Anything opp, get splashed all season
(Ching, Ching, Ching)
Loose
Some in the bando breaking hands (Hands)
Some on the other side breaking kitchens (Kitchens)
They talk, we live it
Splash consistent, bro it get’s livid
(Yah, yah)
Their phones ain’t ringing (brr, brr)
And them poles ain’t kicking (Never)
Scoreboards different
On the other side broad day drillin