Chef Freestyle

Chef, chef, quef, quef
Chef, chef, quef, quef
Chef, chef, quef, quef
Chef, chef, quef, quef

Chef, chef, quef, quef
Ain't that what the last man said
All walking with guns and knives you bore man
And only ever leaving the playlist dead
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Blew that cap when your face left red
Caught talking your gums one night, informer
Say you don't speak then straight to the feds

Round our way can't call you compadre
It all comes down to the way you were bred
Mention to Madre trying her hardest
But ends up raising a pagan instead
And I feel for your girl we speak and
Sheets stay dry when you take her to bed
It aint that deep my g just cop that spot
You got to be shaking her legs

If that girl can get downstairs to be making
A sandwich then I don't know what the man did
Texting his mate that he slammed it
Me and that Breh talk a different language
My gal get left on the bed to recover
Choking the throat she liking it rougher
Yet another puddle on the cover
Seems that it's something you're yet to discover

Sit for a minute then we go for another
Feeling when she calls me lover, love her
Tap from the back or hit from above her
Laid back one no need for the smother
No need for the hectic
Best of the best if I speak it I meant it
Keeping her sweet with the way that I bent it
Squeeze and tease and leaving her breathless

Win your chick with a flick of the wrist
I don't watch jewels but I give her the drip
I don't got fools try giving me shit
So I won't cop tools not a shiv or a clip
But the rucksacks packed now the plugs back
So were dusting back to the homies
Showbiz waits life don't but we know this
Don't engage with the games or the Foney's

Start with a 252 but we double that pack
So mans on a 504
Pass me it Q by Q better double that wrap
Cause man want to buy some more
Start with 252 but we double that pack
Straight cash so we double them racks
Hardly a move I do just cruise cause the
Cats come back back back

I don't need no gang round man for the plan
To be seen I'm keen to be handling that
Cleaning income streams this season
And leaving the P's till after its taxed
It's kind of sad that I won't see man go ham
When I'm handing them packs
It started small then the bag got tall
With a brick you could walk on the Landing for that

But I've been that guy with a box in the back seat
Facts speak loud now opps want to back me
Catch me cotch with a bad b
Had me one or two thots got a couple want to at me
Not trying a lot
But at the same time not trying to stop
I see a lot of man that are writing a lot
And hyping a lot about guys that are shot

I'm on a different motive
No clips not iced but I still get noticed
Don't give a fuck about clout don't shout loud
Don't flash cash not brash when the doe hits
Got bars in the bag never chuck that
Bars on my mind on the grind never duck that
Hot cars for the bag so if man want to chat
And do nowt for the clout got to cut that



Credits
Writer(s): Jamie Hughes
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