Loski - Broad Day lyrics

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 n***as 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 f**in cars Courtesy of man slapping at cars And why’s them man always chatting wa** (they’re wa**) When they ain’t got no waps They only thing they clapping is f**ing hands (f**ing 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