Gordon Ramsay lyrics

[Intro: HL Wave]
Jhonny Flames productions
Move your fat f*ckin' ass
She can't clap without her hands?
(What did you say?)
Nah, you can keep that ho
(What?)

[Chorus: HL Wave]
If she can't clap without her hands, then I don't want that b*tch
I feel like Gordon Ramsay how I flick my f*cking wrist
If your ho spam my inbox, then I block her quick
All this jewelry on me, so I keep a stick (Yeah, yeah)
b*tch, I flick my wrist (Huh?)
Yeah, I flick my wrist (Huh?)
b*tch, I flick my wrist (Yeah)
Yeah, I flick my wrist (What?)
b*tch, I keep my stick (Yeah)
Yeah, I keep my stick (Huh?)
b*tch, I keep my stick (Yeah)
Yeah, I keep my stick (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: HL Wave]
Okay, like pop out
b*tch, you know I keep it on me
We in the drop now
You know that this sh*t is not free
She giving slop (Huh?)
40, let it pop (Yeah)
f*ck her, then I swap (Swap)
f*ck her in the drop, yeah (Drop)
Okay like, run to the back, go faster (Huh?)
She tryna smash, I will not let her
Okay like baby got back, big rack too (What?)
So no b*tch, I will not dead her, yeah
Stay with the strap, I'm poppin' (Damn)
n*gga talk down, lay his ass in the coffin (Yeah)
Knock you off the map for cappin' (What?)
You lame b*tch, chopper get to blastin'