Chef It Up

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Word
Yeah
Jump into the movie
Let's go

Flex around town with the powerful flow in the latest
I'm like a jag, more spots, more courageous
I'm here, I never left, the chef blade henchman
Rep with a thousand one trenchmen
We all wearin' sweats, Gillettes, and oxes, more foxes
Coolin' on top of the spots holdin' choppers
Some new Jordan 6s in the six

Fly niggas fuck this, fuck that

My winners get enough that

Teflon Dons and pimps, pop models

Louis goggles and the S class blast, don't hit the potholes

We racin', everything's laced, here's the ratio

Now bust that down, let's get more fellatio

Chandeliers on the throats, we still chef it up
We heal niggas with notes, we stay weapon up

Over the pots and stoves, we still chef it up
Through the valley of hopes we stay flexin', what?

Chandeliers on the throats, we still chef it up

We heal niggas with notes, we stay weapon up

Over the pots and stoves, we still chef it up

Through the valley of hopes we stay flexin', what?

Grass get lit in bamboo, the band new

I will be one of the elites in the streets
Stores where fours get bought we open up wars
Some swords get caught, some broads got bored

Next level, new level, it's gods against devils
Czars against rebels, we never been flipped
Army brigades with blades on, all types of niggas catch fades

In the middle of the street in the yellow line
The timin' is massive, let's run to the parade
Bangkok hammers get blazed

It's in the streets, be amazed
How young homies turn into slaves
Eat that nigga for days, what

Chandeliers on the throats, we still chef it up
We heal niggas with notes, we stay weapon up
Over the pots and stoves, we still chef it up
Through the valley of hopes we stay flexin', what?

Chandeliers on the throats, we still chef it up
We heal niggas with notes, we stay weapon up
Over the pots and stoves, we still chef it up
Through the valley of hopes we stay flexin', what?

Yeah, yeah
That's how you do that shit, man, for real, man?
That's what you do when them niggas here?
That's how it's going down?
A-yo, you let me tell you something, man
Fuck all them niggas, straight up, man
I don't even wanna say it, man
But y'all already know, man
Y'all already know the greatest man
The greatest man
We the fuckin' best, nigga, what?
Hahahaha, yeah, son
Tell 'em what it is son
That's right, man
The adventures
Chef, one
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Corey Woods, Jeffrey Nuamah, Che Olson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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