"Chef Kisses" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah
Hi haters, I'm back off hiatus
Could've been on Violator
Uh, scorpion leg locks
Figure fours, headshots, red dots
Bad bitches fuck me out of wedlocks
You the Chauncey of the hood, I'm more like Dolemite
These ain't moissanites, night night, baow!
Ha, they scared to rap with us
We the culture, it's nothin' you could emulate
My aura the emotion, this here stimulation
Told a ho it's 'bout your presentation
Once you off a crocodile skin Bottega
I got a Goyard gun holster
Seen the fork in the road, then jumped over
The game is to be sold, not told, stupid
Ugly like Karl Kani clothing, but her head right
Just opened the seal and got my mood right
Dubs in the [?], yeah, yeah, uh
They burnin' sage while we on the track
Told her get her money up and never look back, huh
All I got is you, Ghostface Killah
And all y'all bit our style but ain't never talked to us
I hope y'all get AIDS and die, hope your lungs fill up
It's redrum 'til I'm dead gone like [?] outlaw
Obviously I'm like Pac in Vegas, when I'm off, woo
They pray for our downfall, no one lives forever, huh
Keep me in your prayers, I've been on another level like
[?], drugs in my candy
Raise the glasses, ah, up the ante, yeah
The weak or the strong, they say he dead wrong, huh
Always right my wrong, yeah, but never bite my tongue, huh
The Desert E spit, got that grip, hawk-tuah
And I'll shoot yo' bitch in the face, a equal opportunist
Put the pistol to your girl, treat her like one of the boys
And ask her, "Baby, how you want it? Your body, your choice"
When the rounds 'round my waist like a hula hoop
Ackee saltfish, fried dumplings, caviar beluga
Psychopathic skillset, mind's crime infested
Extortion, back door abortion
Contraband, credit scam, [?] and torch ya
What they taught us, and fortune's what it brought us
A cup of virgin blood, two shots of snake venom
God ain't blessin' y'all niggas enough, y'all enough to pray better
Bitch, I don't need your vote, I cut your throat and leave the state redder, okay, nigga?
Love to love ya, hate to hurt ya
I'm the type to slice ya and sew you up, inertia
I'm the type to die for you, run into the fire for you
Crabs in a bucket, liquid in substance at hot boil
Peace, God
So high that I can eat stars
Hood famous, street czars
Everything is set in stone, nigga, even dreams carve
A large gat will turn a smartass into a retard
You offended, then please pause
Bandana tied, flex my jewelry while I fraternize
Manifest until my dreams are actualized
We strong, dead wrong, but we got the braggin' rights
Rug's Persian, me and thirty virgins in the afterlife
Death, taxes, and debt, the only thing we can't survive
Shoot you in yo' cap and spine if you mishandle mine
I hate your guts and I pray you die a hundred times
I hate your guts and I pray you [?]
Motherfucker, die
I never hit a bitch, but choke her if she ask polite
Spider stamps on bricks, you know we got the better price
Ask Shannon Sharpe about how white could fuck up yo' life
Ask Shannon Sharpe about how white could fuck up yo' life
Goodnight
Uh, yeah
Hi haters, I'm back off hiatus
Could've been on Violator
Uh, scorpion leg locks
Figure fours, headshots, red dots
Bad bitches fuck me out of wedlocks
You the Chauncey of the hood, I'm more like Dolemite
These ain't moissanites, night night, baow!
Ha, they scared to rap with us
We the culture, it's nothin' you could emulate
My aura the emotion, this here stimulation
Told a ho it's 'bout your presentation
Once you off a crocodile skin Bottega
I got a Goyard gun holster
Seen the fork in the road, then jumped over
The game is to be sold, not told, stupid
Ugly like Karl Kani clothing, but her head right
Just opened the seal and got my mood right
Dubs in the [?], yeah, yeah, uh
They burnin' sage while we on the track
Told her get her money up and never look back, huh
All I got is you, Ghostface Killah
And all y'all bit our style but ain't never talked to us
I hope y'all get AIDS and die, hope your lungs fill up
It's redrum 'til I'm dead gone like [?] outlaw
Obviously I'm like Pac in Vegas, when I'm off, woo
They pray for our downfall, no one lives forever, huh
Keep me in your prayers, I've been on another level like
[?], drugs in my candy
Raise the glasses, ah, up the ante, yeah
The weak or the strong, they say he dead wrong, huh
Always right my wrong, yeah, but never bite my tongue, huh
The Desert E spit, got that grip, hawk-tuah
And I'll shoot yo' bitch in the face, a equal opportunist
Put the pistol to your girl, treat her like one of the boys
And ask her, "Baby, how you want it? Your body, your choice"
When the rounds 'round my waist like a hula hoop
Ackee saltfish, fried dumplings, caviar beluga
Psychopathic skillset, mind's crime infested
Extortion, back door abortion
Contraband, credit scam, [?] and torch ya
What they taught us, and fortune's what it brought us
A cup of virgin blood, two shots of snake venom
God ain't blessin' y'all niggas enough, y'all enough to pray better
Bitch, I don't need your vote, I cut your throat and leave the state redder, okay, nigga?
Love to love ya, hate to hurt ya
I'm the type to slice ya and sew you up, inertia
I'm the type to die for you, run into the fire for you
Crabs in a bucket, liquid in substance at hot boil
Peace, God
So high that I can eat stars
Hood famous, street czars
Everything is set in stone, nigga, even dreams carve
A large gat will turn a smartass into a retard
You offended, then please pause
Bandana tied, flex my jewelry while I fraternize
Manifest until my dreams are actualized
We strong, dead wrong, but we got the braggin' rights
Rug's Persian, me and thirty virgins in the afterlife
Death, taxes, and debt, the only thing we can't survive
Shoot you in yo' cap and spine if you mishandle mine
I hate your guts and I pray you die a hundred times
I hate your guts and I pray you [?]
Motherfucker, die
I never hit a bitch, but choke her if she ask polite
Spider stamps on bricks, you know we got the better price
Ask Shannon Sharpe about how white could fuck up yo' life
Ask Shannon Sharpe about how white could fuck up yo' life
Goodnight
