Lean Beef Patty

–in the morning

Maybe we could start a family

I wanna see your pretty face

Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man

Oh yeah, oh yeah

This is what I need

First off, **** Elon Musk

Eight dollars too much, this past expensive

For the hoes in the back and the cracks in the slack

If I tweet then delete then I meant it

I don't really need a check, 'cause I got no respect

And these niggas might know me like a dentist

Said he all about these beats

So he hear some shit and then get offended

This ain't what you want

No, this ain't what you want

Ah, **** y'all niggas

I feel like Papa John

Laughing straight to the bank

I'm Tony Khan

And they hate what I say

'Cause I ain't wrong

What kind of rapping is this?

Economy rap niggas pissed (you know it)

I put the dough on my bitch

That pussy ain't feeling like this, she know it

These niggas be textin' with kids

It doesn't get stranger than this

That's hoe shit

**** a bar

I don't **** with you niggas like I'm Hulk Hogan (Wait)

I am mean

Rittenhouse with the shot, and repeat

While you stretchin' the truth in your tweets

I been stretchin' your girl, Iron Sheik

What's the deets?

In the crib, drinkin' Soylent for weeks

Watch your energy, watch what you tweet

You can go from Elon to Ye in a week, buddy

Numb the shots with that antidote

Blacked out, we can't take no more

So get away before shit get slow

Even if I've seen it before

Behind the scenes, on that crack room flow

Smoking up, I don't need no more

So let me tell you 'bout where we gon' go

Know your place, you won't act wrong, b

You ain't gotta' lie, hit this anarchy

In ya head girl I'm rent free

She can't stop thinkin' 'bout me

So drop it low, like ya picking up change

Gon' head girl, do your thing

So bust up, and then what's up?

Spittin' fast like Busta

You might need to trust her

Feel like I love ya