"Meal Prepping" lyrics
Nicholas Craven & Boldy James Lyrics
Craven (Two way)
Uh-huh (Deuce)
Let's get it (Siete)
I got a feeling my right hand's telling, came home and I hit his hand
They know that we split his mans, sent a blitz and got they mans shredded
Who got him fitted for that cheap ass suit?
Chopper ripping like '03 Papoose, don't need no damn medic
DOA, left him Frito Lay, he gon' die either way
For straddling that fence, he gon' get drenched and all his friends welling
Shout out my jeweler for the craftsmanship
Like yeah, you spazzed on this, every stone was carefully hand setted
My friends jealous 'cause I'm tied in with France Sellis
Needle in the stack will get your jacket and your pants threaded
Ain't see no paperwork but I heard that my mans read it
Can't let this shit go to my head, I got a band fetish
All of these Band-Aids, it got the rubber band stretching
Put that tag on your hat and let my lil mans catch it
I been pressing all these grams, I been bench pressing
Know the outcome and the verdict, yeah, lets get it
We spanked his hand with the ruler, teach him a real lesson
Still stressing, bro ain't got no bond for a concealed weapon
Caught a new case on the run from all that pill pressing
Don't give no fuck without his gun, he say he feel naked
We still Etch A Sketching bodies, we be Lil Jeff'ing
Still repping 227 Mafia, the real legends
Still cheffing up the work, know we be meal prepping
Know the outcome and the verdict every time I feel threatened
Uh-huh (Game Time)
227, Boldy Blockworks (Yeah)
Where we at? Uh
We still dressing out the opposite church clothes
Crown on my wrist and my head just as heavy as my workload
Can't get no chaper with you if your paperwork bold
Heard they let him out on that one case after he first told
The only thing that I hate more than a snitch is a thief
Ain't no honor amongst thieves, get your life stolen
Don't get teased on the internet, he used to like trolling
Got caught on the sixth day, split his shit and left it wide open
Eyes rolling back of his head, nigga had some nerve
Won't be the last example that we set, tell him to spread the word
To end all of the rumors, gossip, and speculation
The guns we got, we use them, the guns they got just for decoration
We spanked his hand with the ruler, teach him a real lesson
Still stressing, bro ain't got no bond for a concealed weapon
Caught a new case on the run from all that pill pressing
Don't give no fuck without his gun, he say he feel naked
We still Etch A Sketching bodies, we be Lil Jeff'ing
Still repping 227 Mafia, the real legends
Still cheffing up the work, know we be meal prepping
Know the outcome and the verdict every time I feel threatened
Uh-huh (Game Time)
227, Boldy Blockworks (Yeah)
Where we at? Uh
We still dressing out the opposite church clothes
Crown on my wrist and my head just as heavy as my workload
Can't get no chaper with you if your paperwork bold
Heard they let him out on that one case after he first told
The only thing that I hate more than a snitch is a thief
Ain't no honor amongst thieves, get your life stolen
Don't get teased on the internet, he used to like trolling
Got caught on the sixth day, split his shit and left it wide open
Eyes rolling back of his head, nigga had some nerve
Won't be the last example that we set, tell him to spread the word
To end all of the rumors, gossip, and speculation
The guns we got, we use them, the guns they got just for decoration
Uh-huh (Deuce)
Let's get it (Siete)
I got a feeling my right hand's telling, came home and I hit his hand
They know that we split his mans, sent a blitz and got they mans shredded
Who got him fitted for that cheap ass suit?
Chopper ripping like '03 Papoose, don't need no damn medic
DOA, left him Frito Lay, he gon' die either way
For straddling that fence, he gon' get drenched and all his friends welling
Shout out my jeweler for the craftsmanship
Like yeah, you spazzed on this, every stone was carefully hand setted
My friends jealous 'cause I'm tied in with France Sellis
Needle in the stack will get your jacket and your pants threaded
Ain't see no paperwork but I heard that my mans read it
Can't let this shit go to my head, I got a band fetish
All of these Band-Aids, it got the rubber band stretching
Put that tag on your hat and let my lil mans catch it
I been pressing all these grams, I been bench pressing
Know the outcome and the verdict, yeah, lets get it
We spanked his hand with the ruler, teach him a real lesson
Still stressing, bro ain't got no bond for a concealed weapon
Caught a new case on the run from all that pill pressing
Don't give no fuck without his gun, he say he feel naked
We still Etch A Sketching bodies, we be Lil Jeff'ing
Still repping 227 Mafia, the real legends
Still cheffing up the work, know we be meal prepping
Know the outcome and the verdict every time I feel threatened
Uh-huh (Game Time)
227, Boldy Blockworks (Yeah)
Where we at? Uh
We still dressing out the opposite church clothes
Crown on my wrist and my head just as heavy as my workload
Can't get no chaper with you if your paperwork bold
Heard they let him out on that one case after he first told
The only thing that I hate more than a snitch is a thief
Ain't no honor amongst thieves, get your life stolen
Don't get teased on the internet, he used to like trolling
Got caught on the sixth day, split his shit and left it wide open
Eyes rolling back of his head, nigga had some nerve
Won't be the last example that we set, tell him to spread the word
To end all of the rumors, gossip, and speculation
The guns we got, we use them, the guns they got just for decoration
We spanked his hand with the ruler, teach him a real lesson
Still stressing, bro ain't got no bond for a concealed weapon
Caught a new case on the run from all that pill pressing
Don't give no fuck without his gun, he say he feel naked
We still Etch A Sketching bodies, we be Lil Jeff'ing
Still repping 227 Mafia, the real legends
Still cheffing up the work, know we be meal prepping
Know the outcome and the verdict every time I feel threatened
Uh-huh (Game Time)
227, Boldy Blockworks (Yeah)
Where we at? Uh
We still dressing out the opposite church clothes
Crown on my wrist and my head just as heavy as my workload
Can't get no chaper with you if your paperwork bold
Heard they let him out on that one case after he first told
The only thing that I hate more than a snitch is a thief
Ain't no honor amongst thieves, get your life stolen
Don't get teased on the internet, he used to like trolling
Got caught on the sixth day, split his shit and left it wide open
Eyes rolling back of his head, nigga had some nerve
Won't be the last example that we set, tell him to spread the word
To end all of the rumors, gossip, and speculation
The guns we got, we use them, the guns they got just for decoration
