{Intro: yung chef}
Chef, chef
Oh, oh, yeah!
{Producer Tag: {?}}
{?}
{Hook: yung chef}
Choppa' said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Bleh! Bleh!)
Choppa' said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Bleh! Bleh!)
Choppa' said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Bleh! Bleh!)
Choppa' said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Yeah, bleh! Bleh!)
{Verse 1: yung chef}
Yeah
I just spent a band {?} so cold
And I'm not {?} but they {?} so {?}
And I got money now, why you tryna' act like you're my bro'?
And my chopper got kick, .44 right to yo' door
Smokin' on that T-H-C, I'm flyin', b*tch, can't catch me
Got a bad b*tch to my left
{?} stick pack in the back seat
Don't be {?} for that cash and ask me "Where the racks be?" (Racks be?)
{?} goin' too fast
Call an Uber, not a taxi (Not a taxi)
Chopper said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Bleh! Bleh!)
I got so much green, my b*tch is {?} it be too fat
I be filmin' {?} in my blue racks
You be Master Splinter in the sewage
You be all rats
{Verse 2: Kezura & yung chef}
Woah, aye
Whatchu' sayin' if he all cap?
I just hit yo' b*tch and then {?} I'mma {?}
{?} workin' on her {?}
And when she hit my line, little b*tches gon' be so sad
-he called me her daddy, I ain't wit' it
She ain't ready for this sex unless a bag came wit' it
Weeaboo b*tch, she want me to call her a {?}
fu*kin' wit' us and we pullin' up wit' sticks and we catchin' that fairy like we playin' Quidditch
Woah, please
Why you gotta' fu*k wit' my vision?
I ain't got no time
fu*k that sh*t
No, b*tch, get off my line real quick (Bleh! Bleh!)
I just want you to su*k my dick (Uh, oh)
{Hook: yung chef}
Choppa' said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Bleh! Bleh!)
Choppa' said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Bleh! Bleh!)
Choppa' said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Yeah, bleh! Bleh!)
Choppa' said "Bleh! Bleh!" (Yeah, bleh! Bleh!)
{Verse 3: yung chef}
I be wit' my team
Takin' Oxy's, we be too lit
{?} by the time, I can't her sh*t
I been rollin' up some {?} Weed
I'm on Codeine
Chopper send you straight to sleep
Turn you to spaghetti meat
{Outro: yung chef}
{?} that spaghetti meat line {?}
Uh, {?} that's easy
Oh, sorry 'bout that
Does this sound like {?}
Bleh! Bleh!