Drivethru
YGS, I grab that plate
Yeah, I stay steadily eatin
How you think I got so great
How y'all sippin' wine? I don't know
How y'all fuckin' with that grape
Only cheddar, olives, and chives
Around here
Let me set it straight
Unless you got some garlic bread
Let me put that shit on my ring
I don't care where you from
I'll blow you up if I hear you say ting
He suck ass at Call of Duty
He gon' blame it on his ping
Only fuel my car will take is octane 93
Yeah, ridin' in that whip
I press the gas till it hit the floor
Yeah, that bitch so stupid
She done thought I pulled up in a ford
Y'all ain't real about this shit
Y'all talk about shit y'all can't afford
He's in 8th grade, talkin' about some racks
Go do your chores
Yeah, YGS, I got some racks
I need some more
Always elevated, had to take it to the next floor
Now it's shrimp and steak
I can't wait till I go eat some more
Bowl after bowl, not talkin' food
You know that my lungs sore
Rack after rack, they comin' in
You know I stack them up
Throw some rims on my fuckin' truck
You know it's OBS
He thought he was slick
I caught him lackin', he was copious
Bros started talkin' we
I said, this ain't no utopia
If it comes down to me
You know I'm gonna get it done
I thought that boy was sweet
Damn, he really was a honey bun
Only time I'll be sweet is when I eat a Reese's cup
After that I'm salty
Cause the fuckin' peanut butter bruh
Yung Gas Station and I'm gonna mop you up
Like I'm workin' at Wendy's and we boutta Close up
Then you pulled up in the drive-thru
Talkin' bout a ten piece bruh
Then I'm gonna hit you with a two piece
Then I'll sauce you up
Yeah, this song about some food
I guess I might be hungry, yuh
I'ma eat me some grilled horse
I'm talkin' ponyta
Yeah, y'all sippin' on that slime
Yeah, y'all sippin' on that muk
I done stuck the 350 all up in the truck
Yeah, I stay steadily eatin
How you think I got so great
How y'all sippin' wine? I don't know
How y'all fuckin' with that grape
Only cheddar, olives, and chives
Around here
Let me set it straight
Unless you got some garlic bread
Let me put that shit on my ring
I don't care where you from
I'll blow you up if I hear you say ting
He suck ass at Call of Duty
He gon' blame it on his ping
Only fuel my car will take is octane 93
Yeah, ridin' in that whip
I press the gas till it hit the floor
Yeah, that bitch so stupid
She done thought I pulled up in a ford
Y'all ain't real about this shit
Y'all talk about shit y'all can't afford
He's in 8th grade, talkin' about some racks
Go do your chores
Yeah, YGS, I got some racks
I need some more
Always elevated, had to take it to the next floor
Now it's shrimp and steak
I can't wait till I go eat some more
Bowl after bowl, not talkin' food
You know that my lungs sore
Rack after rack, they comin' in
You know I stack them up
Throw some rims on my fuckin' truck
You know it's OBS
He thought he was slick
I caught him lackin', he was copious
Bros started talkin' we
I said, this ain't no utopia
If it comes down to me
You know I'm gonna get it done
I thought that boy was sweet
Damn, he really was a honey bun
Only time I'll be sweet is when I eat a Reese's cup
After that I'm salty
Cause the fuckin' peanut butter bruh
Yung Gas Station and I'm gonna mop you up
Like I'm workin' at Wendy's and we boutta Close up
Then you pulled up in the drive-thru
Talkin' bout a ten piece bruh
Then I'm gonna hit you with a two piece
Then I'll sauce you up
Yeah, this song about some food
I guess I might be hungry, yuh
I'ma eat me some grilled horse
I'm talkin' ponyta
Yeah, y'all sippin' on that slime
Yeah, y'all sippin' on that muk
I done stuck the 350 all up in the truck
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Writer(s): Preston Hranicky
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