Lyricist : KN
Composer : KN
编曲 : jos10
录制：YBX易帮歆
混音：YBX易帮歆
i gotta fat meaty sandwich
with bad bitch
ain't nobody tryna steal it with hectic
ya'all not qualified cus ya lack it
put it back in
to the plastic
bag of your casket
carry on messes
put Nutella on my sandwich
i got bad hit
tryna steal the food from the bakery
named this governments favorite
all the way starving inside of the mansion
with no patient
create my cynical role in the fiction
nasty officious
bullets just stained on my pictures
before i reaches
full height
killed mother****er haters
ain't lay wager
turn bitches to my believers
step in my scope call me sniper
pick off three of your soldiers in a second
i gotta
shoot shoot shoot
hot tomatoe got hot potato
these chicks wrapped like fat burrito
dressed up show like starve flamingo
my lyrics shoot them like wave a wand and presto
my fans in the queue to north of Bristol
take my food dump faith and trust then leave both
way to the heaven i gotta entry with the pistol
wearing my crown bitch stop to grizzle
phoney pistol can't get out of the circle
shitty stuff happened i gotta to handle
pull up the car inside of the shadow
gonna rip u off like bag of the cheetoes
Just turn back against the mother****ering things
i never feel so lonely so preplex and so annoy
put the donuts on my waist
in case
the police block my way
mobbing around catch business in my fate
better bring me the set B with a shake
i could barely open my eyes
wandering around for the food but stuck in the maze
i tryna beat up on these chiefs
eating up all their food still staring at the plates
i gotta fat meaty sandwich
with bad bitch
ain't nobody tryna steal it with hectic
ya'all not qualified cus ya lack it
put it back in
to the plastic
bag of your casket
carry on messes
put Nutella on my sandwich
i got bad hit
tryna steal the food from the bakery
named this governments favorite
all the way starving inside of the mansion
with no patient
create my cynical role in the fiction
nasty officious
bullets just stained on my pictures
before i reaches
full height
killed mother****er haters
ain't lay wagers
turn bitches to my believers
step in my scope call me sniper
pick off three of your soldiers in a second
i gotta
shoot shoot shoot
i ate you like the plate of cereal without anything you deserve to mix in that bowl,
i reminded you frightened like sit on the ferries wheel for what Just lost one battle
i complete my another song after the full meal the villain recite it like lose mental
Just take this food stop to grizzle
daddy ain't not ****ing bad in the cook skill
