ScienZe, Chuuwee - Bon Appetit lyrics
[ScienZe, Chuuwee - Bon Appetit lyrics]
Where I’m at with it fast
With it fast enough to craft with it
Crack with it, crack in it
Lights camera act with it
Action it packed like we stacked in
The back of a shack
With it passionate black with
It black with it
Blast from the pass whipping ass
I’m shaft with a caddy full of gas pouring
Vino in her glass with it
After it’s passed like the green that
Were ashed by a queen
In the back back seat up in the lac with it
Racks on racks with it
Fuck that tracks with it
Real how I rap with it
Mills when I rap with this
Serving like I’m certain every person
Getting fat with it
Until I master it, ‘til then I’m practicing
There you see me now
I’m going to give you some
I’m going to break you down
And show you where I’m really from
I never feel good go on and get you some
Goodgreef good morning go and get you some
Heat it up and party until the morning come
Live it up and party on
It till the morning come
And if it feel good go on and get you some
Goodgreef good morning til the morning sun
Breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit food
Eh yo I’m back on my can goods
Black for his ham shit
Black at it hand go blam for his blam
God damn for his ran for the woods
How opposite, cinnamon toast crunch
Buming spotty addiopolist
King of mama droppolist
And they going to need binoculars
To see me how I stevey
Man you know I need keys
This cash for your face nah
Basing the form of some shit
You might have ate school lunch
Seventh grade pink slime no miller
Just the blue box craft macaroni
On your one and only when she all and lonely
Now she on me like economy
Add to my confidence
Ironically I’m gonna pass her off
To my confidant mad not show long with it
Looking like knock it off
You don’t want no beef
Stroking off keep on jacking off
If I ever alarm chilly hot
Let me take this jacket off
12 niggers ran to me
Single handedly smash them off
There you see me now
I’m going to give you some
I’m going to break you down
And show you where I’m really from
I never feel good go on and get you some
Goodgreef good morning go and get you some
Heat it up and party until the morning come
Live it up and party on
It till the morning come
And if it feel good go on and get you some
Goodgreef good morning til the morning sun
Breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit food
With it fast enough to craft with it
Crack with it, crack in it
Lights camera act with it
Action it packed like we stacked in
The back of a shack
With it passionate black with
It black with it
Blast from the pass whipping ass
I’m shaft with a caddy full of gas pouring
Vino in her glass with it
After it’s passed like the green that
Were ashed by a queen
In the back back seat up in the lac with it
Racks on racks with it
Fuck that tracks with it
Real how I rap with it
Mills when I rap with this
Serving like I’m certain every person
Getting fat with it
Until I master it, ‘til then I’m practicing
There you see me now
I’m going to give you some
I’m going to break you down
And show you where I’m really from
I never feel good go on and get you some
Goodgreef good morning go and get you some
Heat it up and party until the morning come
Live it up and party on
It till the morning come
And if it feel good go on and get you some
Goodgreef good morning til the morning sun
Breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit food
Eh yo I’m back on my can goods
Black for his ham shit
Black at it hand go blam for his blam
God damn for his ran for the woods
How opposite, cinnamon toast crunch
Buming spotty addiopolist
King of mama droppolist
And they going to need binoculars
To see me how I stevey
Man you know I need keys
This cash for your face nah
Basing the form of some shit
You might have ate school lunch
Seventh grade pink slime no miller
Just the blue box craft macaroni
On your one and only when she all and lonely
Now she on me like economy
Add to my confidence
Ironically I’m gonna pass her off
To my confidant mad not show long with it
Looking like knock it off
You don’t want no beef
Stroking off keep on jacking off
If I ever alarm chilly hot
Let me take this jacket off
12 niggers ran to me
Single handedly smash them off
There you see me now
I’m going to give you some
I’m going to break you down
And show you where I’m really from
I never feel good go on and get you some
Goodgreef good morning go and get you some
Heat it up and party until the morning come
Live it up and party on
It till the morning come
And if it feel good go on and get you some
Goodgreef good morning til the morning sun
Breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit breakdown in my shit
Breakdown in my shit
Break down in break down
In breakdown in my shit food