歌词
It's alright, alright
Cause I'm already full like
It's alright, alright
Cause I'm already full
It's alright, alright
Cause I'm already full like
It's alright, alright
Yo, come out my way, oh lard
Cuttin' corners, just your everyday shit
Cattin, cattin, cattin, cattin
They stay tryna eat off my plate like
But, baby we good, we full
We already ate (Hu-hah)
And you're hella late like, uh
Belly full lemme digest, uh
Play it cool run me my cheque
Hear the sound of the pain when the mic rest
Cause everything I say, that's with my chest
Yeah it's my chest, so I'm like 'yes'
Place the queen on the plane, yeah what flight next
Either land in my lane or I land left
But I'm right either way cause i’ve landed
So you can cry me a river or build me a bridge
But that's like offering me dinner then closing the fridge
Nah, you must be mistaken fam I'm not your bitch
That combination don't fit
Ain’t built like Bob but I fix
Got the right tools my hip
They dashing stick and the stones
We throw the rocks and the bricks
It's tight, what's-her-face and so-and-so are people I might dislike
They keep banging on about me, we might need a fist fight
Like uppercut, just might need shuttin' up
All mouth just button up
Snip-snip, need cuttin' arf
Like, come out my way, oh lard
Cuttin' corners, just your everyday shit
Cattin, cattin, cattin, cattin
They stay tryna eat off my plate like
But, baby we good, we full
We already ate (we already ate)
And you're hella late like, (Hu-Hah)
If you call up on my name, I’m a vibe
All up on my game, I'm alive
(I’m down for the ride)
Cause I got the people on my side
And I got an equal evil eye
(On the other side)
Not I put my bars to the test
Play ‘em at their game like chess
(What move next?)
Oh, no room to express
Oh, no room to impress
(Nah)
Cause it's like 'who is she, who is her?'
I is she ain't you heard
**** around and get turfed
**** around and get sprung
Quiet down, hush your gums
Who wants the smoke?
Inhalation in lungs
Now I'm speakin' in tongues
Now I'm speakin' in truths
Booky-books in the booth, like
It's tight, what's-her-face and so-and-so are people I might dislike
They keep banging on about me, we might need a fist fight
Like uppercut, just might need shuttin' up
All mouth just button up
Snip-snip, need cuttin' arf
Like, come out my way, oh lard
Cuttin' corners, just your everyday shit
Cattin, cattin, cattin, cattin
They stay tryna eat off my plate like
But, baby we good, we full
We already ate
And you're hella late like
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