Lyrics:
look tired
I get that work air fry it then I blow Dry it
Went from half time straight to Overtime hoe
Hold the ave dine bitch I'm zoda 9 Hoe
If she
references
With my best friends
In the back of Benz
One day maybe
I'll still try to the end
You're gonna fry in the end
A line cook in a dead end job
Can I
of wicked ryhmes
Little fries could never criticize
I give em a minute, five to find the proper way to apologise
I'm the sickest guy all the time and this is
my crew lit
Dippin like fries bitch im zoomin
Got my supplies keep the toolie
Lookin surprised are you clueless
Let me be the judge call me Judith
Plug
Man the block so hot my diamonds gonna melt
Gonna fry you up like a patty melt
Talkin' back man Imma hit you with the belt
Got the green with me like
don’t want no lie
Your lies been served without no complimentary fries
I don’t need your lice
Where there is smoke, you’re bound to find a fire
I don’t
(Get your prize)
Nice curly hair you the shake with the fries (With the fries)
Trust no one only us you and I (Yeah)
The love so strong I can see it in
and fries
It's true that's the go-to order
If you don't order McChickens at Donald's
You don't know a thing about Donald's
See the American flag
Flying
I’m something like a fish
Aye, I’m with “the fry” & we’ll fry you’re ass quick
Aye, Won’t hesitate to smoke a nigga like some ribs aye
They be like “Lil
Cause if you eating then them niggas they gone catch you
And just kill you for a piece of yo steak
Ion gone lie
Hot like grease ain't no fry
I'm just
above you
I no get chest but like bouncer I go dove you
Ife o ti to o ti to ati ododo
Fry me fry me bi pan I be your dodo
Have been chilling
And jonzing
up
serve em at fish fry’s
My conscious is deep-fried
Don’t get a baby sitter
Better watch your kid
Before you’re watching it
On the internet, CNN
One
on the curb and
Windows tinted
Driving slow when we lurking
The chicken jerking
But niggas got bigger fish to fry
Make sure the pepper lemon, fried hard
No
asian knife
Ramen noodles on the fry
Ramen noodles made me fly
With the sauce it'll make you high
If you eat it, homie you ain't gotta testify
I'd just
in another fight
Memories of us that the xanax couldn't fry
The last time I was sober I gave up and I got high
Keep that 45 load it up and then I slide
and gagged and tossed aside
I'm human trash a waste of life
Try as you might I just can't die
I'll drag you off your soul gonna fry
In hell I'm one of many
But
too damn high
No the hype ain't gonna die, cooking it up like french fries (fries)
Y'all can't catch on you to slow (slow), he ticking he about to blow
She call me the man
Then she make demands
I got all the sauce
Stir fry in the pan
Neverending fun
PR on the run
Stack up all the cash
Never gon be
(D Sharp)
(That shit Diffrent)
I ordered the beef and then I gave her my fries
If they told you "Diffrent" then them boys told you lies
West side
y’all got American fries cause I don't like French fries
Nah Look
30K in my 501 Levis
Time equals money so I’m hustlin' while y’all bitches move counter
the kill
Can I get a number 9?
Make that a small with large french fries
Wendy
Always there for me
Wendy's
Never been so free
Singing a swan song
My brain's
in front of the beach
And if it looks good she gon post on ig
Talking to 10 guys, I take you to 5 guys
Order some fries with that shake
She gon shake
creeping
They want you to drop your location
Them niggas they patiently waiting
To fry your ass like some bacon, no Assalamu Alaikum
Leave your head vacant
I
like heat on the fry's
Sign, seal, delivered like we made it
Wrote the path
Forget the haters
Running through the fog like the vision wasn’t faded
Worry
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