Lil Boom - Chef Boyardee lyrics

Who the fuck is you swerving in the coupe
Cooking shit too bitch I thought you knew
Hunnids on me too and them bitches blue
Bitch it's Lil Boom who the fuck are you
I got two bitches and yeah they bi-sexual
Feel like a chef when I'm whippin up edibles
Step on a nigga like he was a pedestal
Bitch wanna fuck off, get her off my schedule
Nigga is u serious ride in that jag jus like
Fast and the furious
Tryna converse, nigga fuck nigga period
Pull off a joint
Man that bitch acting curious
Time to get rid of it

I be trappin off the beeper, yuh
I be ballin off the meeter, yuh
My bitch gay like Quenn Latifah, yuh
My bitch bald like Freiza, yuh

You a fuck nigga, so don't hit my phone
Pull in the rari, the ceiling is gone
I know she fine, Imma suck on her toes
I know she fine, Imma suck on her toes
I stay with my dog just like Johnny Test
Choppa spittin, you gon' lose health
Young nigga tryna get the wealth
And I stay rappin like taco bell

My diamonds they dancin on a nigga
Money green like it was Piccolo lil nigga
Thats yo bitch
She betta get yo hoe lil nigga
Off a Xan I feel invincible lil nigga

She fuckin wit me cause she
Know i put in work
Dread head choppas, lil uzi vert
Lil Brick gon' hit it where it hurt
Choppa clean a nigga like some dish detergent

Yuh!

You's a lame nigga
Yo can't even whip no brick
I'm a real nigga
I just ran off with the shit
I got hella swag in this bag, hella cash
I just fuck on yo mom
So that's why she call me dad
Pull up to yo block
And I'm swerving really fast yeah
Pull up in that muthafuckin' ghost
Like I'm Casper
Cookin Shit like Chef Boyardee
All these niggas acters
All this God damn money on me
I can throw it faster

I ride in the beam and that shit so clean
I skeet on her face then I gotta leave
You try to rob me you better retreat
You get yo ass popped like it's sensu beans
My diamonds
They hotter than two thick bitches naked
Straight booty shaking on the hell's gate
Big face rollie, like a license plate
Yo bitch raped me on the first date

These niggas want me so dead
They don't like me, oh well
I know I'm a rapper
But I'm Cooking shit up like chef
Nigga what's the business
Flexin' like fitness
Catch me in the kitchen
I be high tech sippin'

Chef Boyardee, I'm cookin that dope (swag)
Chef Boyardee, I'm cookin that dope (yuh)
Chef Boyardee, I'm cookin that dope
(lil boom)
Chef Boyardee, I'm cookin that dope (swag)
Chef Boyardee, I'm cookin that dope (yuh)
Chef Boyardee, I'm cookin that dope (swag)
Chef Boyardee, I'm cookin that dope
(God damn)
Chef Boyardee, I'm cookin that dope (yuh)

Swag (yuh)

MY LEG!