Gordon Ramsay lyrics

[Intro]
K-K-Kato on the track
Gordon Ramsay
Gordan Ramsay on the track
Gordon Ramsay on the f*ck yo b*tch

[Chorus]
(Okay)
Cheffin this sh*t, my job
Business man, girl look at my card
Oh la la he got that sauce
A1 got that Michelin star, Mwah

Chefs kiss, then I au-revoir
No breakfast, exit
Dippin out hard
Neighbors say please turn that off
They must not know who I are

(Okay)
Cheffin this sh*t, my job
Business man, girl look at my card
Oh la la he got that sauce
A1 got that Michelin star, Mwah

Chefs kiss, then I au-revoir
No breakfast, exit
Dippin out hard
Neighbors say please turn that off
They must not know who I are
[Verse 1]
You must know who I is
I walk in they hide their chick
You walk in they hide their kids
They don’t know bout you you ride their di*k
I don’t gotta wait until Friday sh*t
Bro I dеcide what’s my dayshift
Fire myself on Sunday thеn rehire myself on Monday b*tch

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m Gordon Ramsey
This sh*t raw as f*ck
You can’t afford the pantry
She said “you so fine” I made her
Floor the panties
Rappers scoring xannies
Blew her back out for so long
I think I tore a hammy

(Shut the f*ck up)

[Chorus]
Cheffin this sh*t, my job
Business man, girl look at my card
Oh la la he got that sauce
A1 got that Michelin star, Mwah
Chefs kiss, then I au-revoir
No breakfast, exit
Dippin out hard
Neighbors say please turn that off
They must not know who I are

Cheffin this sh*t, my job
Business man, girl look at my card
Oh la la he got that sauce
A1 got that Michelin star, Mwah

Chefs kiss, then I au-revoir
No breakfast, exit
Dippin out hard
Neighbors say please turn that off
They must not know who I are

[Verse 2]
f*ck bill o Reilly
b*tch I really do it live
You a bot, cut a rookie out the game
Like it's chopped, red dot
It’s no bounty on my head, yeah it's a red dot
I put on for my city and we taking headshots
f*ck a hater take off the makeup
I’m hot sun, radiator, I’m a top gun
Not one aviator that could fly this smooth
Look, I ain't fooled
I could school these rappers they my students like I’m Ra's al Ghul
Half my songs is something that your grandma prolly cha cha to
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m Gordon Ramsey
This sh*t raw as f*ck
You can’t afford the pantry
She said “you so fine” I made her
Floor the panties
Rappers scoring xannies
Blew her back out for so long
I think I tore a hammy
(Shut the f*ck up)

[Outro]
K-K-K-K-K-Kato on the