Chef's Compliments

Yeah yeah

Some more fly shit

That suit and tie shit

Shit

Yo, look

I'm real fancy with the pen like I'm speaking in cursive

Defeated your purposes, worthless you sleep with the serpents

I'm a modern-day dread head, Pee Wee Kirkland

In the stands selling grams

On the court putting work in (Right here, right here)

You need to speak and refer him in third person

His bitch bad, swap meet bag and Birkins

Switch mags, reload fast she got a purpose

A fool with the tool acting sweet on the surface

Macking bitches in the off white Caddy word to Virgil

Before I say jump she halfway through the hurdle

This freak from the city used to stay off Myrtle

Got a momma in an airport lobby, packs in a girdle

I'm a motherfucking monster, slaughter your roster

Gangster through Google I'll turn your noodles to pasta

Careful when you speak on my name 'cause it'll cost you

I don't got to right left this jab triple crossed you

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