chetta – bon appétit lyrics
[verse: chetta]
pop my sh-t when i walk in
dropped two in a cup now i’m saucing
never do give a f-ck when they talking
might throw you off the deep hoe tossing
all they wanna do is hate when i’m flossing
i’m just tryna get the cake f-ck the frosting
let me glo up baby been bossing
you ain’t did sh-t now you tryna waltz in
ima be draped up baby dripped out
i’ve done been too far for a handout
f-ck boys stand round with they hands out
when i see em gotta show what these hands bout
it’s just me and myself f-ck a friend now
sip goop lemonade wash the xans down
toot two milligrams i ain’t playing round
gotta know if he straight pat ya man down
let me pour this eight in a two foam
i don’t need no love i need benzos
think i fiend for the money like crystal
bring it back lil woadie got his own
if i don’t know you you can get p-ssed on
pistol whip for the gang on ten fold
they just tell me where to aim and that’s ten four
new tech nine put it to my temple
[hook]
bon appét-t on a b-tch boy
tote two limousines ima rich boy
never too rich i ain’t got sh-t boy
think i need it right now another hit boy
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