Filet Butterfly

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CRASH RARRI - Rap

Filet Butterfly

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Excuse me, excuse me waiter, yeah, yeah we ready to order Yeah, can I get the um, filet mignon, butterfly please, with a garlic butter Can I get the lobster mac, yeah, oh yeah can I get some San Pellegrino, lemons on the plate, never inside Filet taste better butterflied Lobster mac don't want the friеs Lemons for my Pellegrino on thе plate never inside Baby why you acting shy, no I'm not your average guy I know that you smart but I'm imagining your peace of mind She think that our stars align, dollars is her rising sign Other phone keep buzzing, missing money or another vibe Baguettys on me throwing fits, she staring at me with a squint Day dreaming about how she gon' eat me for a month rent I don't really go on dates, I don't really show my face Bitches always on my case, bitches like the pillow cake Niggas bitches too but you knew that so that's how we relate Staring in your eyes and I realize you got a pretty face I was staring at your waist, ass made me hit the brakes You stole my attention from a distance Had to double take, knew I had to make some shake Garlic butter for a steak, tell me she in real estate She gon' find me another place She said she don't do the club, sip a wine and read a book She said she ain't got no niggas but I don't really give a fucc Praying that that pussy good, baby I'ma fall in love Only for three weeks cause that's my peak and then I'm in a dust Filet taste better butterflied Lobster mac don't want the fries Lemons for my Pellegrino on the plate never inside Baby why you acting shy, no I'm not your average guy I know that you smart but I'm imagining your peace of mind She think that our stars align, dollars is her rising sign Other phone keep buzzing, missing money or another vibe Baguettys on me throwing fits, she staring at me with a squint Day dreaming about how she gon' eat me for a month rent What's my aspirations? Well I made it from the basement, I was broke going through phases Thought of money and became it, couple niggas try to take it But they names will remain nameless, I don't know if you the police That's how niggas catch they cases, so my life I keep it basic Just work hard until I made it, brother died, my sister locced Been banging 2's since I was baby, honestly I'm far from crazy Just some crazy situations, grandma only one that raised me So I pray and say my graces A lot of pain I can't erase it Thats why I ain't into dating and I know that shit sound baccwards But I'm honest when I say it, I ain't looking for no love I look for radio rotation, couple platinum golden placements Keep your heart I'll prolly break it Filet taste better butterflied Lobster mac don't want the fries Lemons for my Pellegrino on the plate never inside Baby why you acting shy, no I'm not your average guy I know that you smart but I'm imagining your peace of mind She think that our stars align, dollars is her rising sign Other phone keep buzzing, missing money or another vibe Baguettys on me throwing fits, she staring at me with a squint Day dreaming about how she gon' eat me for a month rent Excuse me, excuse me, waiter, yeah, can I get the check please Yeah thank you I appreciate you coming out here tonight You look amazing too You like your food? Yeah, yeah nah this place is good, they got good shit Well I don't know what you get into after this but uh We can do a little nightcap situation Got some drinks at the crib We can just chill We can do whatever

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  • CRASH RARRI