MasterChef

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Xhris2Eazy - Rap

MasterChef

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[Intro] Don't worry 'bout what the fuck they be doin' It's KultLyfe bitch Had to stop for a smoke cause I need me a domer They should put me on the Yankees, I'm the Bronx Bomber We been goin' major league but without the soccer Mask up on my face, it got me lookin' like a lobster Some days I be buggin,' I swear I just miss my grandma Grandma shootin' up, my mom told me don't follow after Courtyard just gave me a million dollars [Verse] I'm doin' my thangy thang, hitin' my dance, I'm gettin' jiggy I'm doin' my percy dance, just kicked in it got me itchin' I can't sip the liquor, normal shit make me feel icky I be rockin' Chrome Hearts, I don't rock no Dickies I been rollin' missiles, now my hands are feelin' sticky I can't trust a hoe, I know this bitch gon' try to trick me Me and broski at the park like Mordecai and Rigby It's fuck me, now its fuck you, man I feel like 50 I just drank the whole pint, this shit got me pissin' You ain't ever fuckin' with me, let's be realistic Sorry I ain't hit you back, shawty, I was smokin' Coughin' up a lung from these blunts that I be tokin' Like I hacked the game, everything I do is broken Like I had a cheat code, they gon' try and patch it On yo face I'm jumpin' up and down just like a matress Step into my crib that shit just like the House of Madness Dozin' off, I'm stuck to the floor like a magnet Bad bitch, fuck her in her jaw, then I go and pass it Fuckin' up my kidney, I been fuckin' up my bladder I went to the surgeon and I left with pills after That boy tried to steal some sauce, but it was a disaster Cheffin' up some magic, I'm the chef, bitch I'm the master Shawty tellin' me how she 'bout to get her master's Stackin' up the bodies, I think I could be a knacker With a redneck bitch, we ridin' on a tractor I'm a reptile, watch me turn pterodactyl Sharpening my knife, I think I'ma need an anvil I been poppin' Percocets, nah I ain't takin' Advil Snakes up in the grass, all that I hear is the rattle I can't do no dirt with you, I feel like you gon' tattle She won't come to the crib, I took her to the castle Out at Walmart tweakin,' I feel like I'm Frank Hassle Sippin' on this drank and I get dumb as fuck like Homer Had to stop for a smoke cause I need me a domer They should put me on the Yankees, I'm the Bronx Bomber We been goin' major league, but without the soccer Mask up on my face, it got me lookin' like a lobster Some days I be buggin,' I swear I just miss my grandma Grandma shootin' up, my mom told me don't follow after Take a breath and talk to God, talk to higher power Shawty smell so good, this bitch be smellin' like a flower At Times Square with the homies, feel like rush hour I got good hygienics, we be fuckin' in the shower I would trade for some pussy, that's that flower power

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Credits

Writers
  • Christian Sanchez
  • Tyler Krolik