

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Paper plate Plastic fork Corner store king From the city to the porch (yeah) [Verse 1] Chicken wings on the flyer But I’m pointin’ at the side like “that one” Lil green in the white box, steam when it pop Brown sauce lookin’ like a fat one Lunch break, hard hat, boots on the tile Orange vest smellin’ like dust Told the lady, “Lemme get the usual, ma” She said, “Baby, that’s a must” Beef and broccoli Drippin’ on my Timbs, I don’t care, that’s flavor Tucked in the bag with the soy in the corner Lil fortune talkin’ ‘bout paper Walk out, cold air hit, take a bite Burnt tongue, still talk tough Shake the block, take the block Little bit of rice, that’s love [Chorus] Beef and broccoli, that’s my heart (that’s my heart) From the deli to the farm in the dark From the city up north to the backroad gravel Same plate ridin’ in the passenger side when I travel Beef and broccoli, keep me whole Little green trees, big brown gold If you see me with a fork and a smile on me You know it’s beef, you know it’s beef and broccoli [Verse 2] Got a pick-up truck with the lift kit squeakin’ Parked right next to the cab in the deep end Flannel on, boots in the dirt by the hay But my stomach in the Bronx by the J train creepin’ Country boy hummin’ with a New York slang Snapback low, but the brim say “Yankees” Drive-thru talkin’ ‘bout combos, nah I need a white box sittin’ on my Wranglers Hot sauce packet in the cup holder Sweet tea sittin’ by the gearshift Cornfield passin’ in the rearview slow But my mind on the corner where the line thick Two worlds, one plate, I ain’t choosin’ a side Farm to storefront, same pride Prayin’ over takeout, bless this bite Amen to the hustle and the fries [Chorus] Beef and broccoli, that’s my heart (that’s my heart) From the deli to the farm in the dark From the city up north to the backroad gravel Same plate ridin’ in the passenger side when I travel Beef and broccoli, keep me whole Little green trees, big brown gold If you see me with a fork and a smile on me You know it’s beef, you know it’s beef and broccoli [Bridge] From the porch light glow To the corner shop glow Different kinda homes, same stove I’m talkin’ takeout dreams and tractor smoke Same sauce on my soul Same steam from the bowl (yeah) Everywhere that I go It’s that beef, that broc, that hope [Chorus] Beef and broccoli, that’s my heart (that’s my heart) From the deli to the farm in the dark From the city up north to the backroad gravel Same plate ridin’ in the passenger side when I travel Beef and broccoli, keep me whole Little green trees, big brown gold If you see me with a fork and a smile on me You know it’s beef, you know it’s beef and broccoli
Tags
rap, Hard NYC drill-style 808s and sliding subs under crisp trap hats; verses flip between gritty NYC drill rap cadence and tongue‑in‑cheek country drawl, with a hypnotic, chanty hook. Acoustic guitar stabs and a twangy lead line weave through the beat. Big ad-libs, call-and-response moments, swaggering male vocals front and center., country, drill, hip hop
2:54
No
2/2/2026