Broad City lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, night time my time
This that sh*t that make a b*tch look fly
Tryna take my shine, you crazy?
In the back of the whip with the ladies
Take a sip from my di*k like it's Bailey's
I don't want no kids, you crazy?
Tell her strip that quick, tryna hit that
[?] all up on my di*k, did the splits
Takin' a pause for a moment, sour diesel we smokin'
Shouts to my n*ggas, they rollin'
Couple shots but we already zonin'
And I'm sorry mama, I been stonin'
Me and [?] man, you know how we rollin'
Take it down to her liver
Shorty look bad but she work like a stripper
Got her fiendin' for the watch, she said
Got the money man, just throw it in the bag
f*ck a [?], I could never f*ck with a basic
I can change her life like a face lift
Out in California and I'm countin' all these faces
n*ggas gettin' mad cause a n*gga gettin' famous
Ha, countin' hundreds, I swear to God this my moment
See all my n*ggas want hundreds

[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, Broad City, ha
Ayy, ayy, Broad City, Broad City
Aye, aye, aye, aye, Broad City, ha
Ayy, ayy, Broad City, Broad City