Entree

I guess I do what they say I couldn't, they
Try to close doors but I got my foot in you wanna try me my guy I wouldn't
Your hoe's no more since I got my wood in
God speed, good God, God willing
Never touch me like one eyed Willy
I jog these streets I run my city
Just another white rapper like no not really

Like no not really
No new friends cuz I brought mine wit me
No hands out but your man like gimme
No goldfish but I look like Timmy
Look where I started, this shit like party
You start to get hungry and run to who's got it
You rappers are suckers for signing the dotted
I get what I want and you get what's allotted
Look where I started my bitch got a body
She dress in Off-White and it made her exotic
Wearing the Calvin to make her look naughty, I tag her on insta- to make her my shawty
Feelin like illuminati, I gotta go get it for mommy and daddy
Money on top of my body I gotta go get it like I gotta potty
I am not cool with a maybe, I am not cool with a chance
I need nobody to save me I give it, I give it my all in advance

You so cold, you so cold
You so you so you so
You so cold, you so cold
You so, you so, you so

I might just give you a lift
Set it on top of my lips
You got a lot in the hips
Hit it up after my shift yeah

I just been keeping it real
I should put you on for real, I just been keeping it
I just been keeping it real, I think you look like a meal
(I think you look like a)

Lookin' like an entree baby
Lookin' like harambe baby
Lookin' like Yoncé, lookin' like sautéed, put it on a entree baby
Lookin' like an entree baby
Lookin' like harambe baby
Lookin' like Beyoncé, lookin' like sautéed, put it on a entree baby

Midwest flow for the east side
Uptown flow for the west
No A&R for the meantime
Phone line still getting pressed
I'm, overdue but I'm here for this
I don't thug but I'd kill for this
I want more but I deal with less
On my toes but I still finesse
Always get it lit for the 3-1 (nine)
Wanna be a bitch you can be one (fine)
Only like pics when I be on (line)
Me and my niggas, we gon' (shine)

I don't do nothing but love
She don't do nothing but fuck
Might take that to the crib
She don't do nothing but drugs & lil mama said she was just down her luck
I can show you how to live
I don't put nothing above it but shawty wan' tide on the dick

Elementary I was passing notes
High school I started passing smoke
Graduated started smashing hoes
Now I learned my lesson Plaxico
My whole team is international
Like monopoly we passing go
Circle Ting we got it back to back
None of us are going back to broke

You so cold, you so cold
You so you so you so
You so cold, you so cold
You so, you so, you so

I might just give you a lift
Set it on top of my lips
You got a lot in the hips
Hit it up after my shift yeah

I just been keeping it real
I should put you on for real, I just been keeping it
I just been keeping it real, I think you look like a meal
(I think you look like a)

Lookin' like an entree baby
Lookin' like harambe baby
Lookin' like Yoncé, lookin' like sautéed, put it on an entree baby
Lookin' like an entree baby
Lookin' like harambe baby
Lookin' like Beyoncé, lookin' like sautéed, lookin' like an entree baby

Growin up without a pot to piss, I optimize, but y'all been on the opposite, monotonous
I been tryna hop the fence of common sense and new found confidence, yeah
I think I need a concubine, I cross my t's dot my i's, I'm lookin more like Socrates in momma's eyes, Damn
Ego bigger than my condom size, but that would never ever stop me from cummin', Bass low drummin'
Feelin like Andre Drummond, or Rae Sremmurd
You can tell em' I'm no dumby, you can tell em' I'm no bummy

Lookin' like an entree baby
Lookin' like harambe baby
Lookin' like Beyoncé baby



Credits
Writer(s): Samuele Davis
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