Pull up on a opp and then start grillin em

I drop em, till they stop plotting, they start sizzlin

Marked for death, smothered, diced but leave em livin

So when I eat these rap bitches, they know I’m the one that did it, hoe

Do you get it hoe, I don’t think you get it hoe

Ain’t the one that’s waiting on you, that’s what I got Netta for

Talkin cynical, feed you old bacon raw

There’s no need to say sorry, but I’m glad that you admit it though

Boutta sweep the flo’

You need that to go

Shit I’m boutta go

2 o clock and I’m out the do’

They bleedin on the scene cause my team supreme

My crew at Waffle House take out the Justice League

If you need the hookup, I got Marc and Drek’

And my car’s illegal, imma call Malia

Sippin black coffee and it’s dark roast

Serving him his milk but he lactose

Blowing smoke out the back do’

The fuck is my relief cause my back soar

We gettin litty at the Waffle House, hoe

You is just a regular

I got regulars that is more spectacular

Rapping circles round you, but you is rectangular

Without your ass out you still taint the earth

He givin me his number, hold up lemme get my pen

Tell me all you want, call it before I get you drink

We all outta beef, how bout a chicken dinner

Wit a double hash brown smothered covered chunked and peppered

Importing bread from Texas

We go both ways, ambidextrous

Amy sent a message

1370 not to mess wit

Waffle wit the syrup, you ain’t gettin honey

We the last standin when no one is running

If you want the service then run me the money

Run me the money, run run me the money

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We gettin litty at the Waffle House, hoe