MasterChef lyrics

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Xhris2Eazy



[Intro]
Don't worry 'bout what the f*ck they be doin'
It's KultLyfe b*tch
Had to stop for a smoke cause I need me a domer
They should put me on the Yankees, I'm the Bronx Bomber
We been goin' major league but without the soccer
Mask up on my face, it got me lookin' like a lobster
Some days I be buggin,' I swear I just miss my grandma
Grandma shootin' up, mt mom told me don't follow after
Courtyard just gave me a million dollars

[Verse]
I'm doin' my thangy thang, hitin' my dance, I'm gettin' jiggy
I'm doin' my percy dance, just kicked in it got me itchin'
I can't sip the liquor, normal sh*t make me feel icky
I be rockin' Chrome Hearts, I don't rock no di*kies
I been rollin' missiles, now my hands are feelin' sticky
I can't trust a hoe, I know this b*tch gon' try to trick me
Me and broski at the park like Mordecai and Rigby
It's f*ck me, now its f*ck you, man I feel like 50
I just drank the whole pint, this sh*t got me p*ssin'
You ain't ever f*ckin' with me, let's be realistic
Sorry I ain't hit you back, shawty, I was smokin'
Coughin' up a lung from these blunts that I be tokin'
Like I hacked the game, everything I do is broken
Like I had a cheat code, they gon' try and patch it
On yo face I'm jumpin' up and down just like a matress
Step into my crib that sh*t just like the House of Madness
Dozin' off, I'm stuck to the floor like a magnet
Bad b*tch, f*ck her in her jaw, then I go and pass it
f*ckin' up my kidney, I been f*ckin' up my bladder
I went to the surgeon and I left with pills after
That boy tried to steal some sauce, but it was a disaster
Cheffin' up some magic, I'm the chef, b*tch I'm the master
Shawty tellin' me how she 'bout to get her master's
Stackin' up the bodies, I think I could be a knacker
With a redneck b*tch, we ridin' on a tractor
I'm a reptile, watch me turn pterodactyl
Sharpening my knife, I think I'ma need an anvil
I been poppin' Percocets, nah I ain't takin' Advil
Snakes up in the grass, all that I hear is the rattle
I can't do no dirt with you, I feel like you gon' tattle
She won't come to the crib, I took her to the castle
Out at Walmart tweakin,' I feel like I'm Frank Hassle
Sippin' on this drank and I get dumb as f*ck like Homer
Had to stop for a smoke cause I need me a domer
They should put me on the Yankees, I'm the Bronx Bomber
We been goin' major league, but without the soccer
Mask up on my face, it got me lookin' like a lobster
Some days I be buggin,' I swear I just miss my grandma
Grandma shootin' up, my mom told me don't follow after
Take a breath and talk to God, talk to higher power
Shawty smell so good, this b*tch be smellin' like a flower
At Times Square with the homies, feel like rush hour
I got good hygienics, we be f*ckin' in the shower
I would trade for some pus*y, that's that flower power
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