Guess it's time to talk
It's Keaux
Let's eat
Artisan water
Stone crabs at the Supper Club
Submerge the lilies in the water
Before I cut the stems
I'm that problem that they don't want nothing of
Test my patience imma show you who I really am
I used to rock Sauconys
I don't be with McQueens
Kick my feet up watching fights
That I illegally stream
See my style more versatile
Than peanuts and potatoes
She call me salt and pepper
How I'm all in her huevos
You could call me what you want
But don't call the police
I'm a 5-star cook
But I'm a chef in the East
I'm a beast
The way I keep the cheeks should really be studied
I could do all things through Christ
Other than giving you money
I want the world Craig
Ain't just the best in the city
Ketchup and mustard suede loafers
Like I stepped on a glizzy
I'm really Dat Dog
I need a bun and collar
Ain't gotta call her for some buns
They approach me to holla
Calm is how I keep it
It ain't no secret
They don't even peep it
A nigga could be facetious
I think I see my ceiling
I want me another bracket
I copped the Bruce Wayne
Ate a quarter and then I packed it
Artisan water
Stone crabs at the Supper Club
Submerge the lilies in the water
Before I cut the stems
I'm that problem that they don't want nothing of
Test my patience imma show you who I really am
Chinese collar to the neck
I can't wear a tie
I ain't look at them prices 'fore I came to dinner
Moonsault in that pussy off the top rope
Legs on my shoulders Three seconds then I'm the winner
Four digits to authenticate
I might pontificate
I know them bitches hate
How I make bitches wait
I might be late on my way up to Heaven's gates
I be sick with them tricks
Get a 7 ate
I be moving with the world on my shoulders
If Boosie the nipple on the titty
Then I'm areola
If I like it and I can afford Three
Then I'm coppin
I'm like Godzilla in this bitch
Ain't one monkey stopping shit
I aint the nigga in the building that be popping shit
When it come to charts
You know that Keaux topping shit
I be looking like I got the thick pockets bitch
Did that work
And they still aint Peja Stojaković (Nunca)
See that uh that Bruce Wayne
That bih like a cool like $250
You arguing bout a $200 date that bih was like $250
You might as well split that bitch you might be straight
But aye man make sure you come in that bitch
Lined to the T if you tryna get something to eat
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Guess it's time to talk
It's Keaux
Let's eat
Artisan water
Stone crabs at the Supper Club
Submerge the lilies in the water
Before I cut the stems
I'm that problem that they don't want nothing of
Test my patience imma show you who I really am
I used to rock Sauconys
I don't be with McQueens
Kick my feet up watching fights
That I illegally stream
See my style more versatile
Than peanuts and potatoes
She call me salt and pepper
How I'm all in her huevos
You could call me what you want
But don't call the police
I'm a 5-star cook
But I'm a chef in the East
I'm a beast
The way I keep the cheeks should really be studied
I could do all things through Christ
Other than giving you money
I want the world Craig
Ain't just the best in the city
Ketchup and mustard suede loafers
Like I stepped on a glizzy
I'm really Dat Dog
I need a bun and collar
Ain't gotta call her for some buns
They approach me to holla
Calm is how I keep it
It ain't no secret
They don't even peep it
A nigga could be facetious
I think I see my ceiling
I want me another bracket
I copped the Bruce Wayne
Ate a quarter and then I packed it
Artisan water
Stone crabs at the Supper Club
Submerge the lilies in the water
Before I cut the stems
I'm that problem that they don't want nothing of
Test my patience imma show you who I really am
Chinese collar to the neck
I can't wear a tie
I ain't look at them prices 'fore I came to dinner
Moonsault in that pussy off the top rope
Legs on my shoulders Three seconds then I'm the winner
Four digits to authenticate
I might pontificate
I know them bitches hate
How I make bitches wait
I might be late on my way up to Heaven's gates
I be sick with them tricks
Get a 7 ate
I be moving with the world on my shoulders
If Boosie the nipple on the titty
Then I'm areola
If I like it and I can afford Three
Then I'm coppin
I'm like Godzilla in this bitch
Ain't one monkey stopping shit
I aint the nigga in the building that be popping shit
When it come to charts
You know that Keaux topping shit
I be looking like I got the thick pockets bitch
Did that work
And they still aint Peja Stojaković (Nunca)
See that uh that Bruce Wayne
That bih like a cool like $250
You arguing bout a $200 date that bih was like $250
You might as well split that bitch you might be straight
But aye man make sure you come in that bitch
Lined to the T if you tryna get something to eat
It's Keaux
Let's eat
Artisan water
Stone crabs at the Supper Club
Submerge the lilies in the water
Before I cut the stems
I'm that problem that they don't want nothing of
Test my patience imma show you who I really am
I used to rock Sauconys
I don't be with McQueens
Kick my feet up watching fights
That I illegally stream
See my style more versatile
Than peanuts and potatoes
She call me salt and pepper
How I'm all in her huevos
You could call me what you want
But don't call the police
I'm a 5-star cook
But I'm a chef in the East
I'm a beast
The way I keep the cheeks should really be studied
I could do all things through Christ
Other than giving you money
I want the world Craig
Ain't just the best in the city
Ketchup and mustard suede loafers
Like I stepped on a glizzy
I'm really Dat Dog
I need a bun and collar
Ain't gotta call her for some buns
They approach me to holla
Calm is how I keep it
It ain't no secret
They don't even peep it
A nigga could be facetious
I think I see my ceiling
I want me another bracket
I copped the Bruce Wayne
Ate a quarter and then I packed it
Artisan water
Stone crabs at the Supper Club
Submerge the lilies in the water
Before I cut the stems
I'm that problem that they don't want nothing of
Test my patience imma show you who I really am
Chinese collar to the neck
I can't wear a tie
I ain't look at them prices 'fore I came to dinner
Moonsault in that pussy off the top rope
Legs on my shoulders Three seconds then I'm the winner
Four digits to authenticate
I might pontificate
I know them bitches hate
How I make bitches wait
I might be late on my way up to Heaven's gates
I be sick with them tricks
Get a 7 ate
I be moving with the world on my shoulders
If Boosie the nipple on the titty
Then I'm areola
If I like it and I can afford Three
Then I'm coppin
I'm like Godzilla in this bitch
Ain't one monkey stopping shit
I aint the nigga in the building that be popping shit
When it come to charts
You know that Keaux topping shit
I be looking like I got the thick pockets bitch
Did that work
And they still aint Peja Stojaković (Nunca)
See that uh that Bruce Wayne
That bih like a cool like $250
You arguing bout a $200 date that bih was like $250
You might as well split that bitch you might be straight
But aye man make sure you come in that bitch
Lined to the T if you tryna get something to eat
Writer: Keaux Wood
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid