Fries (Interlude)

Cookin' my fries with the burger grease
I don't know these boys think they heard of me
Her nose kinda perfect think its surgery
And you bet not make a sound like it's burglary
Now she hit me up she was curving me (Bye)
I don't know why yall got yall nerve with me (Bye)
Cant stop making bangers its a urge to me
Only got 5 friends don't take it personally

Asked if i was odd they said certainly
I juss exclude myself i do it perfectly
Green and blue bills i love diversity
Flexing on these niggas do it purposely
Dont care if i didn't ask
Sportscar so im driving it fast
Sneak dissing now he rocking a cast
Dont send me yo shit yo music is wack
Dont send me yo' shit yo' music is garbo'
Not about money im changing the convo
Dip on a bitch come find me like waldo
Think im in texas but im in toronto
Flex on these niggas with no prob'
Imma be richer than steve jobs
Smack a nigga with a beehive
Incoming call hit decline
Flex on these niggas with no prob'
Imma be richer than elon
Smack a nigga with a beehive
Money calling hit rewind

Im cookin' my fries with the burger grease
I don't know these boys think they heard of me
Her nose kinda perfect think its surgery
And you bet not make a sound like it's burglary
Now she hit me up she was curving me
I don't know why yall got yall nerve with me
Green and blue bills i love diversity
Flexing on these niggas do it purposely
Cookin' my fries with the burger grease
I don't know these boys think they heard of me
Her nose kinda perfect think its surgery
And you bet not make a sound like it's burglary
Now she hit me up she was curving me
I don't know why yall got yall nerve with me
Cant stop making bangers its a urge to me
Only got 5 friends don't take it personally



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Writer(s): Terrance Jones
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