"ButterBALL SHAWTY" lyrics
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Y'ello
Before I fly you out, send a picture of your MyChart
All I drop is hits, man, I need to be on iHeart
Bae caught me cheatin', fired on me, now my eye dark
You ain't nothin' but a side bitch with a side part
Anybody try to ho me, I'ma eat-eat
Bitch, I'm from Flint, fried shells with the Chi-Chi's
Put my gummy worm back in the package when I'm done fuckin'
Nigga, I'll never let a bitch 1Up Tee me
I know some niggas sick as Magic Johnson, man, they hate I'm rich
She ain't let me crack, got me tighter than an Asian chick
I love white women, I just hate that they be aging quick
Mary Black, put her in the mansion, make her babysit
Introduce a Black queen to a soft life
Introduce a bad bitch to some soft white
Your whole clique gettin' to the money, but you broke
Boy, that shit don't make no sense, you better off bein' a fall guy
That's not a regular Escalade, that's a V dude
I payed for this pussy, I'll never give me too
This 10K for Packman to make his feet move
Popped him in a biscuit, now the whip filled with beat juice
I'm sellin' smalls for zaza, got me up crazy In the May-May, it shit cost me like a buck eighty
Shorty cool as ice water, but the Buck crazy
You short this month? Let me guess, you wanna fuck, baby?
I got pape', so of course I'ma share this shit
Long as you put your mouth on me like a clarinet
These some good bundles in your head, bae, who hair is this?
I love this nigga, girl, that nigga know he gotta share this bitch
I done touched more birds than Butterball
Mr. Smack and Rub It Down, make it somersault
Luh Monti stop killin', told bro take the summer off
I'm picky with my bitches 'cause I know I got a bunch of flaws
I got to offset it
Lazy, I ain't doin' cardio, went and got Reta'
I shit talk, pray to God and I talk cheddar
Got a million dollars out the trap, then went and bought Tesla
Fuck the S&P 500
I'm ridin' with Elon, got me eatin' like a wide woman
Off the six of Qua'-Qua' got my eyes shut
If Lee get down bad, watch out for bro 'cause he'll rob somethin'
And I ain't talkin' about that jazz shit
Blick on me right now, but you can't tell 'cause I'm bad built
Gettin' rich off y'ello, that's a ablib
Experience, I can't cuff it, she ain't done mad dicks
Y'ello
And my son in here sleep, nigga
I'm up late night recordin', baby
Y'ello
(The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that)
(Please don't ever use that because that's embarrassing for me)
(The Lunch Crew Company)
Y'ello
Before I fly you out, send a picture of your MyChart
All I drop is hits, man, I need to be on iHeart
Bae caught me cheatin', fired on me, now my eye dark
You ain't nothin' but a side bitch with a side part
Anybody try to ho me, I'ma eat-eat
Bitch, I'm from Flint, fried shells with the Chi-Chi's
Put my gummy worm back in the package when I'm done fuckin'
Nigga, I'll never let a bitch 1Up Tee me
I know some niggas sick as Magic Johnson, man, they hate I'm rich
She ain't let me crack, got me tighter than an Asian chick
I love white women, I just hate that they be aging quick
Mary Black, put her in the mansion, make her babysit
Introduce a Black queen to a soft life
Introduce a bad bitch to some soft white
Your whole clique gettin' to the money, but you broke
Boy, that shit don't make no sense, you better off bein' a fall guy
That's not a regular Escalade, that's a V dude
I payed for this pussy, I'll never give me too
This 10K for Packman to make his feet move
Popped him in a biscuit, now the whip filled with beat juice
I'm sellin' smalls for zaza, got me up crazy In the May-May, it shit cost me like a buck eighty
Shorty cool as ice water, but the Buck crazy
You short this month? Let me guess, you wanna fuck, baby?
I got pape', so of course I'ma share this shit
Long as you put your mouth on me like a clarinet
These some good bundles in your head, bae, who hair is this?
I love this nigga, girl, that nigga know he gotta share this bitch
I done touched more birds than Butterball
Mr. Smack and Rub It Down, make it somersault
Luh Monti stop killin', told bro take the summer off
I'm picky with my bitches 'cause I know I got a bunch of flaws
I got to offset it
Lazy, I ain't doin' cardio, went and got Reta'
I shit talk, pray to God and I talk cheddar
Got a million dollars out the trap, then went and bought Tesla
Fuck the S&P 500
I'm ridin' with Elon, got me eatin' like a wide woman
Off the six of Qua'-Qua' got my eyes shut
If Lee get down bad, watch out for bro 'cause he'll rob somethin'
And I ain't talkin' about that jazz shit
Blick on me right now, but you can't tell 'cause I'm bad built
Gettin' rich off y'ello, that's a ablib
Experience, I can't cuff it, she ain't done mad dicks
Y'ello
And my son in here sleep, nigga
I'm up late night recordin', baby
Y'ello
(The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that)
(Please don't ever use that because that's embarrassing for me)
(The Lunch Crew Company)
