Broad Day by Termanology Lyrics
[Intro: scene from Crocodile Dundee]
You got a light, buddy?
Yeah, sure, okay
There you go
And your wallet
Mick, give him your wallet
What for?
He's got a knife
Hahaha, that's not a knife
That's a knife
[Verse 1: Jay Royale]
It's Royale, the Foamposite-wearer
Out that robbery, run-your-pocket era
The G-Shock watch and Huarache [?]
Flow hot as a habanero pepper
Snub inside of the leather
That Robert De Niro Casino mobster era
Funny, they told me the agenda
I'm 'posed to be attendant
Verses get fired off like episodes of The Apprentice
Pth, bogus how they want the most with no incentive
When I tell the truth, they find it offensive
Just bet that we don't fuck around
On the block with huggies and bust-me-downs
Servin' custies, black skullies and [?]
Gucci belt buckle, footwear with the air bubbles
Tuckin' drugs away in kicks with different colorways
Links never get tucked away, we rock fronts
Police oppress you like the [?] on the Reebok Pump
Supply droughts and we all got phones
[?] chrome, custom move [?] panels like Sherlock Holmes
The chain ching-a-ling, had Dookie rolled for a finger ring (Brr)
East Baltimore for chicken wings, it's Royale
[Chorus: Lil Fame & Rome Streetz]
Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga
I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga (Check)
[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]
Designer drugs, sell a couple thousand dollars for the a capella
[?] thought I need the guap like a Rockefeller
Not the pleasure, [?]
Before my recordings was takin' off, I took a course in re-rockin' work
I violated a lotta niggas, you not the first
Yeah, you see a Santería when I drop a verse
Pray to pagan saints, light a candle
Fuck squarin' up, I took my chances gettin' paid as a vandal
The shit in the baggie, you sniff it, leave your brain scrambled
Same scandal, move [?] 'til we landcruise
Need Malibu properties, 9 to 5 spot was not for me
It was dirty guap off the robbery
My eyes aimed to the sky, the God is me
You come across with a [?]
Fuck the Grammys, I'll pull a nine on a nominee
Honor me, the author who came up from poverty (Brr)
Elevated to a God with artistry
[Chorus: Lil Fame]
Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga
I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga (Uh)
[Verse 3: Termanology]
I put a rusty .38 to your vertebrae
Send a lil' thot to come and rock you while she serve your plate
Raised the murder rate, referred you to the pearly gates
Cold steel in your grill, tell me how this burner taste
Don't get me wrong, I'm a funny bastard
I'm hopin' time is money, tryna get this money faster
I'm after what the cash could bring me [?]
Me and my demon lovers
Blastin', laughin', squeeze your temple 'til your breathin' plummets
I keep it hunnid, milli click when he get silly
I'm baggin' up on my cousin robbin' the big willies
Quick to put a stick in your chick blissfully (Yeah)
Send me a fully, you offend me, I pully (Yeah)
[?] screwdriver, 90s carjackers
[?] your shit gone quicker than Lamar Jackson
My squad active and swear that they want action (Brr)
Catch you while you sleepin', [?] with a ratchet, uh
[Chorus: Lil Fame]
Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga
I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga
You got a light, buddy?
Yeah, sure, okay
There you go
And your wallet
Mick, give him your wallet
What for?
He's got a knife
Hahaha, that's not a knife
That's a knife
[Verse 1: Jay Royale]
It's Royale, the Foamposite-wearer
Out that robbery, run-your-pocket era
The G-Shock watch and Huarache [?]
Flow hot as a habanero pepper
Snub inside of the leather
That Robert De Niro Casino mobster era
Funny, they told me the agenda
I'm 'posed to be attendant
Verses get fired off like episodes of The Apprentice
Pth, bogus how they want the most with no incentive
When I tell the truth, they find it offensive
Just bet that we don't fuck around
On the block with huggies and bust-me-downs
Servin' custies, black skullies and [?]
Gucci belt buckle, footwear with the air bubbles
Tuckin' drugs away in kicks with different colorways
Links never get tucked away, we rock fronts
Police oppress you like the [?] on the Reebok Pump
Supply droughts and we all got phones
[?] chrome, custom move [?] panels like Sherlock Holmes
The chain ching-a-ling, had Dookie rolled for a finger ring (Brr)
East Baltimore for chicken wings, it's Royale
[Chorus: Lil Fame & Rome Streetz]
Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga
I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga (Check)
[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]
Designer drugs, sell a couple thousand dollars for the a capella
[?] thought I need the guap like a Rockefeller
Not the pleasure, [?]
Before my recordings was takin' off, I took a course in re-rockin' work
I violated a lotta niggas, you not the first
Yeah, you see a Santería when I drop a verse
Pray to pagan saints, light a candle
Fuck squarin' up, I took my chances gettin' paid as a vandal
The shit in the baggie, you sniff it, leave your brain scrambled
Same scandal, move [?] 'til we landcruise
Need Malibu properties, 9 to 5 spot was not for me
It was dirty guap off the robbery
My eyes aimed to the sky, the God is me
You come across with a [?]
Fuck the Grammys, I'll pull a nine on a nominee
Honor me, the author who came up from poverty (Brr)
Elevated to a God with artistry
[Chorus: Lil Fame]
Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga
I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga (Uh)
[Verse 3: Termanology]
I put a rusty .38 to your vertebrae
Send a lil' thot to come and rock you while she serve your plate
Raised the murder rate, referred you to the pearly gates
Cold steel in your grill, tell me how this burner taste
Don't get me wrong, I'm a funny bastard
I'm hopin' time is money, tryna get this money faster
I'm after what the cash could bring me [?]
Me and my demon lovers
Blastin', laughin', squeeze your temple 'til your breathin' plummets
I keep it hunnid, milli click when he get silly
I'm baggin' up on my cousin robbin' the big willies
Quick to put a stick in your chick blissfully (Yeah)
Send me a fully, you offend me, I pully (Yeah)
[?] screwdriver, 90s carjackers
[?] your shit gone quicker than Lamar Jackson
My squad active and swear that they want action (Brr)
Catch you while you sleepin', [?] with a ratchet, uh
[Chorus: Lil Fame]
Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga
I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me
This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me)
Live from the hallway
We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga