Emeril

It wouldn't be right to uh
To not show you
This sorta kicked up flow that I like
BAM

I'm a badass motherfucker
It's a mad man run for cover
Sauce from the watch brother undercover
Clock it don't stop word to Danny Glover
Need my cake soft with a pad for my butter right
Used to the gas
Used to do hash with a butter knife
Here come the facts you goin laugh at your other life
Here come the crash all collapse yeah I Reddit right
Read we heading end of time
Bread is ready get in line

Sup bitch say something betcha don't talk
Tucked in I ain't afraid to pull out
Munching you done bit it all off
I ain't came here for a plate I came here to cook
Sup bitch say something betcha don't talk
Tucked in I ain't afraid to pull out
Munching you done bit it all off
I ain't came here for a plate I came here to cook

Came here to cook the chef gave me the book
I got recipes the S and P trade me the goods
It ain't fair for me the referee ain't from the hood
I would change if I could
I was raised by the wolves
So this some compliments to the chef throne who made em
I got confident and overstepped I need sedating
All these obvious accomplishments feel free to weigh in
I'll be waiting
I like the kicked up flow
BAM

Baby I can see it with my eyes closed
Sounds like she from Venus no de Milo
If we ever team up we can win a title
Wedding in the winter yeah that's word to Billy Idol
Here come five oh I ain't gotta hide tho
Bank account got big amounts it's looking like a typo
Guess the fee fine
Yup de fi fo
Fucking with a peace sign
Yup we spiteful

Sup bitch say something betcha don't talk
Tucked in I ain't afraid to pull out
Munching you done bit it all off
I ain't came here for a plate I came here to cook
Sup bitch say something betcha don't talk
Tucked in I ain't afraid to pull out
Munching you done bit it all off
I ain't came here for a plate I came here to cook

Stick a fork in they done
They forfeit ya won
The fourth horseman yet to come
The fourth course is get ya some
Extra yum
Sauce with no Szechuan
Yes I'm on
This a higher level you could hear the future in a triple
This a line to heaven I could get a head nod from a cripple
This a nine eleven horses running Elmer tryna get em
I'm like
It's my will I'm gonna knock it up another notch
BAM

Tastes so good make you slap your momma
Made it from the squalor and we made it to a couple commas
Now a couple more to go
Can't afford to don't
Can't afford a home
Maybe there's a problem I dunno I dunno
Bubble bursting we be hurting know it's about to blow
I been doing circles around the circus for the show
I've been doing perfect like they couldn't land a blow
Rather do the serving you can get it fore it's cold



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Writer(s): Joseph Salinas
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