Grease Pile

Grease is on the floor, slipping on yo back
Landing on the ground, hear the beat snap
Grease is every where, building up the pile
Slidin on the ground, getting real wild
Can't get the bucket, stack it all up
Feeling really messy, a grease potluck
I'll be sliding on the ground like a water park
Not feeling gud, someone call Mr. Stark
Can't hit my Novo, just tryna get a buzz
Can't sweep the grease back under this rug
It's really fire, it's getting real hot
Can't fall back, or I'm gonna get shot
We gotta clean this up before it starts to rot
Wait is that possible, Eh probably not
Should we worry about it, It's only round one
Shit it's coming back, everyone run
Blasting from the fryers, it's a grease wave
Blasting in the skies, no time to get away
There's nowhere to run, splashin on the lot
Climb above a stall, it's all we really got
Grease burning hot, frying up the store
It's getting real hot all up in this core
Brewing up the pot, like sum hot coffee
Running up the stakes, gettin real runny
It's going into town, can't stop it all
Riding in real fast, Sauce River boutta fall
Time for me to go, ya boi got a job
Gotta save the city, it's a curtain call