Waffle House

(الألبوم: Bin Reaper 3: New Testament - 2022)

[BabyTron:]
If we catch him out of town, gon' rearrange his rental
Speedracing in these Christian Loubies, finna paint the pedal (Phew)
Pray to God, but when it's time to send a hit, I gotta pay the devil

[Prince Jefe:]
Shoot her baby daddy in the mouth, rearrange his dental (Pew, pew, pew)
I ain't got time to sit down, I sit 'caine in rentals (Yeah)
Bitch, just give me the bank card, let's make it simple (Let's make it simple, Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie-)
SK on stage, used to play the pistol (Bitch)
And my young niggas kill you if we got an issue (On God)
Would've did it back then, but I'm thinking bigger (Thinking bigger)
Kick the bitch out the car, she just lit a Swisher (Ho)
I'm a hall of fame jugger, you a Derek Fisher (Jugg)
Used to be the man back then, damn, what happened?

[Beno & Drego:]
Uh, gotta watch out for these niggas tryna backstab me
Uh, and got the headshot last night, she said, "Cash App me"
And my bitch got a loose dub in her Gucci fanny
And she popped two, off the twenties, she don't fuck with Xannies
Man, I just spent seventeen hundred on a fucking hoodie
I'll pull a hundred out, yop, in all twenties
He cap packing with the bag, he selling all Cookie
If the dope route slow up, I'm selling all Whoopi
And I'm on the block selling 'caine, toting fullies
Sipping champagne, rocking Rolexes, playing with your bitch pussy
Feeling on me all in the club, gave me a woody
Sliding down your block in a seventy-deuce cuddy
Rim blowing kisses, yeah, your bitch said she love me (Right)
You wonder why they call me unky?
Uh, 'cause I'm selling all this smack to your favorite auntie
Uh, get it in by any means, I love them blue face hundreds
My fiend call, say, "Halloween," when she want some pumpkins (Hello?)
Right

[J1Hunnit:]
One hundred
I'm finna fly to the Sunshine State and spend loosely
I was somewhere serving California roll, good sushi
Bae, there go the pigs, can you put this in your coochie?
I can tell this cop ain't letting us go home, he look douchey
When the 'bows touch down, we cause hell, Lil Boosie
Brodie getting it off ice like Kristi Yamaguchi
The work off-white, the same color as Renni Rucci
Drop it in a pot and hit it two times like Toosie

[TrDee:]
Heard they chilling in the house, tell them boys slide
Bitch pussy like a hellcat, I'm tryna joyride
Caught dog chilling with his mans and they both died
Came back balling, Michael Jordan and a four-five
Sick I'm really running through these hoes, not the O-line
Glock'll lift his ass up like a dumbbell
Last nigga tried the same thing, it ain't go well (It didn't)
I just touched down in LA, I feel like Odell (Touched down)

[RMC Mike:]
I just caught an opp ass lacking, nigga, oh well
I need some purple Actavis, fuck some Odell
Unky ass at that gas station making blue sell
Five thousand dollar Gucci jacket with the coattail
Got ten bitches lined in one room, it's a hotel
I be putting ass to belt, come grab a whooping
I'm finna punk a nigga out, bitch, I'm Ashton Kutcher
Punch his ass out, I heard the nigga say, "Pass the Swisher'
Bitch, I'm up a half a ticket, you can ask my sister
I think we up ten, it's a blowout
Drink a six raw, hit the stage, time to show out
Me, BabyTron, Drek, and Beno bring the hoes out
Palm Angel Moncler collab when it's snow out

[Babyfxce E:]
Damn, it's too much pop in this cup, pour some more out
I be chilling, I don't really like to go out
Nigga asked did I have some weed, I whipped the 'bow out
A bitch tried to plug me with her friend, I knocked 'em both down
Riding 'round Flint in this Striker, this bitch a ghost town
I used to have no money, I'm wearing thousand dollar coats now
TRX truck in both lanes, you can't go around
If you ain't know I was the hardest youngest nigga out, I bet you know it now
Cup so dirty, spilled it in my bed and caught a ringworm
Shop slapping, we done saw more dopeheads than Weed Firm
Bitch sucked the dick for so long, I made her knees burn (Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)
I'll never do no motherfucking label, make a fiend work

[StanWill:]
Huh? Dog shit to my ear, I can't hear shit
All these horses in the whip, I can't steer this
Ice chunk buffalos with the clear tints
If they don't see us getting pape', then them bitches blind
Whole lot of Lab shit, watch the pendant shine
Swimming in that deep end, keep a fishing rod
AMG 550 with your bitch inside

[BabyTron:]
Got a case of the and some 'bows, looking like I'm serving
I just cut into this bitch so deep, I'm looking like a surgeon
Dickies Supreme collab, looking like I'm working
Outer space off I ain't really feeling like an earthling (Yoom)
Swing the McLaren, catch me hopping out
If it ain't about a dollar, it ain't shit to squabble 'bout
Three-seven of Guava Gelato, I got some cotton mouth
Every time I located the bag, I went and got in route
It's the mud I got it out
Sipping oz by the case like, shit, it's not a drought
Cuddy, he gon' knock him out, so tell your mans to watch his mouth
Blowed as hell, I'm the type to order pancakes when I'm walking in the Waffle House (Skrrt)

Bitch, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, you know what the fuck going on