Appetizer lyrics

[Intro]
(RONRON load it up, RONRON load it up)

[Chorus]
I'm a player n*gga, wifey hate that
I don’t rap cap, lil' n*gga, I just state facts
I was just at Ruth's Chris and I ate crab
That was just a appetizer, n*gga, where that steak at? (RONRON do that sh*t)
All I do is gas, like, where the brakes at?
I just bought a Jesus piece, that’s where my faith at
But it's not time to meet him so I stay strapped
You just wanna live my life and you hate that

[Verse 1]
I don't f*ck with snitch n*ggas 'cause I hate ratting
I made a few hundred bands 'cause I stay trapping
My right hand kill a n*gga 'cause he stay active
I only f*ck with bad b*tches 'cause I'm attractive
Ayy, yeah, I’m fly so she wanna f*ck me
How many bands can I fit in this Louis duffie?
Ayy, pull up on me like a foly huck
Suck my di*k then dip but don’t try to hug me
That's my b*tch but our lips don’t make contact
I just beat the pus*y up like Mortal Kombat
Runtz got some muscle, n*gga it's a strong pack
And I nutted on your name where her thong at
Lil' pussies like you, you get violated
Me, I'm in her mouth like an hour later
Lil’ pussies like you, you get violated
Me, I'm in her mouth like an hour later
[Chorus]
I'm a player n*gga, wifey hate that
I don't rap cap, lil' n*gga, I just state facts
I was just at Ruth's Chris and I ate crab
That was just a appetizer, n*gga, where that steak at?
All I do is gas, like, where the brakes at?
I just bought a Jesus piece, that's where my faith at
But it's not time to meet him so I stay strapped
You just wanna live my life and you hate that

[Verse 2]
Alexander Wang, Helmut Lang
Speaker Knockerz, I'm bumping Erica Kane
Clothes came from Italy, they used to belittle me
In love with with the money and I do mean it literally
Rappin' off a perc, [?] desert
f*ck til' she squirt, got a Lil Uzi Vert
Ion got a job but I do got that work
All these n*ggas copy but you know who did it first
My son only one eating lobster macaroni
Rerock that rock and I sell it to jabronies
n*ggas cap for pus*y saying that they is my homie
I don't need no help I can count it by my lonely
All by myself don't want rich want the wealth
Purple ass cut man that sh*t look like Welch's
You tried to run it up but you n*ggas look helpless
Purple ass cut man that sh*t look like Welch's
[Chorus]
I'm a player n*gga, wifey hate that
I don't rap cap, lil' n*gga, I just state facts
I was just at Ruth's Chris and I ate crab
That was just a appetizer, n*gga, where that steak at?
All I do is gas, like, where the brakes at?
I just bought a Jesus piece, that's where my faith at
But it's not time to meet him so I stay strapped
You just wanna live my life and you hate that