lil' toast - gordon ramsey ft. eskay lyrics
[intro]
he’s like a white busta rhymes
shouts out to -sspizza though
gordon ramsey, gordon ramsey
[verse 1: lil toast]
in the kitchen master chefin’ like i’m gordon ramsey
and i’m whippin’ up a brick i serve it in a ramekin
you a opp for a reason, no it ain’t random
took your girl for a ransom, in my phantom (sorry)
i took her to my mansion in the hamptons (sike)
she made my song an anthem cause i’m handsome (i’m pretty)
i got a lot of cannons, imma blast ’em (boom!)
i got a lotta goals and a lotta magnums (s-x)
and i’m makin up a brick i drop it off like santa (merry christmas)
and i got h-lla pink i pour it in my phantom (lean)
and i’m drivin real fast like princess diana (crash)
and i got a lot of work, call me toast montana
hit the homerun like ervin santana (homerun)
i got a new car, sh-t is panoramic
my life like a movie boy i’m cinematic
n-gga you ain’t want no action you just problematic
[chorus]
gordon ramsey, gordon ramsey
5 star kitchen like i’m gordon ramsey
gordon ramsey, i’m like gordon ramsey
all up in the kitchen like i’m gordon ramsey
5 star brick man i’m h-lla fancy
i’m gonna judge you boy like i’m gordon ramsey
yo b-tch high in the kitchen and she dirty dancin’ (kevin bacon)
and i got a lotta green like the green lantern
[verse 2: lil toast]
i’m playin with the keys like a f-ckin’ lanyard
n-gga i ain’t kanye west but i got the answer (sway)
n-gga i ain’t vin diesel but my car is faster
n-ggas on the come up like a f-ckin’ ladder
gordon ramsey up in london hit paris right after
i’m sh-ttin’ on you n-ggas, where the f-ck my manners? (oops)
wait, you a f-ck n-gga so it don’t matter
ay, got a lotta dates like a f-ckin’ planner
i take him out to dinner then back to the standard (hotel)
i get a lot of brain like that b-tch from stanford
if you hanging with the opps thats a health hazard
catch you walking down the street i hit you with a hammer
[bridge]
gordon ramsey, gordon ramsey
wait you in the kitchen like you gordon ramsey?
gordon ramsey, i said gordon ramsey
n-gga who? n-gga gordon ramsey!
[verse 3: eskay]
i’m cookin your b-tch like an egg, got a gun so i’m duckin the feds
i’m poppin the pills cause i stress like a ??? cause i’m close to the edge
well my n-gga toast gettin bread, your b-tch is a ho she give head
i f-ck till she numb in her legs, f-ck till i’m breakin her bed
buy me a cook book, but i don’t need it i master chef
fashion immaculate, b-tch it don’t matter how i dress
rap game propane, your sh-t easy bake oven
i’m f-ckin her cousin, i’m f-ckin her mother
hit it from the back like a hashtag, no been trill
got goons on standby wait for me to say k!ll
f-ckin with my bro ??? cause a n-gga too real
f-ckin with my n-gga -sspizza cause he got no chill
god d-mnit!
[hook]
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