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chef geech – no jumper freestyle lyrics

[intro]
yeah…
saffron, n+gga
byrd on the beat, uh huh
look, okay

[verse]
break a b+tch down ’til she fix a flat with it
drip on me e’eryday, but i mix and match with it
prada shoes, fendi jacket
chef geech but you could call me houdini for the moment
’cause right now i’m doing magic
pullin’ rabbits out the hat sh+t
i bury you and then bury the ratchet before i ever bury the hatchet
remember i was broke, n+ggas was laughing, ha ha
i told you that i’m out here cooking magic, tada!
address me as your highness, high as united
vip in’t the only thing we do in private
just ask the pilot, cards on me
all these other n+ggas uninvited
i could tell she really love me, panties on poseidon
i’m a vibe and she a viber and my mob ties with some tyrants
to get you john lynch’d
whoo, i got a cougar and a pyt
before we f+ck i told them both i need to see id
leaving the a on my way to the eie
for some tree ie [?]
sell it to these n+ggas p by p
i know you want a relationship with a g like me
but that’s why you my number 2, baby, be my peace
time flies when you out here getting money, don’t it?
i’m still wearing shorts and the summer over
if you coming with some baggage, ain’t no coming over
i’ma run it up and make these n+ggas think the run is over
f+ck a benz, b+tch, i want a wraith
next season, you ain’t got no muh’f+ckin’ taste
boy, it’s just seasoning
i told my brothers leave the road alone and come eat with me
it feel better when you make a hundred gs legally
money talks so i don’t trip on n+ggas who don’t speak to me
i’m in the game running game, chef geechy geech
saffron, b+tch
on my shoes saving time, b+tch
1942, no we don’t do no pat ryan sh+t
rip to kobe, he was better than lebron, b+tch
my b+tch see a different side than my side b+tch
my b+tch said she need some time, b+tch
i’m like, “why, b+tch?”
she said, ” ’cause i’m on my grind, b+tch,”
“oh,” lying b+tch
why the f+ck we never fix our problems without violence
same reason i f+ck you without a condom
we both broken
but fix each other when i boat rowing
ten thousand in a month is called slow motion
beezy made this beat, i told him jay z would float on this
he said, “i feel you but i’d rather throw the goat on this,”
i still can’t believe the plug told on us
but one thing about god, he never fold on us
the benz n+ggas using now, them my old numbers
you spending half of yo’ check on a whole runner
$22 for the adam’s apple, no jumper
cut these ho’s off and get some money, that sh+t won’t hurt you

- chef geech lyrics

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