Lil Boom - Chef Boyardee lyrics

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Lil Boom - Chef Boyardee lyrics

[Intro: Lil Boom] Yuh Swag Lil Boom Yuh Swag [Verse 1: Lil Boom] Who the f** is you Swerving in the coupe Cooking sh** too b**h I thought you knew Hunnids on me too And them b**hes blue b**h it's Lil Boom Who the f** are you I got two b**hes and yeah they bi-s**ual Feel like a chef when I'm whippin up edibles Step on a n***a like he was a pedestal b**h wanna f** off, get her off my schedule n***a is u serious Ride in that jag jus like fast and the furious Tryna converse, n***a f** n***a period Pull off a joint, man that b**h acting curious Time to get rid of it I be trappin off the beeper, yuh I be ballin off the meeter, yuh My b**h gay like Quenn Latifah, yuh My b**h bald like Freiza, yuh You a f** n***a, so don't hit my phone Pull in the rari, the ceiling is gone I know she fine, Imma s** on her toes I know she fine, Imma s** on her toes I stay with my dog just like Johnny Test Choppa spittin, you gon' lose health Young n***a tryna get the wealth And I stay rappin like taco bell My diamonds they dancin on a n***a Money green like it was Piccolo lil n***a Thats yo b**h, she betta get yo hoe lil n***a Off a Xan I feel invincible lil n***a She f**in 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 n***a like some dish detergent Yuh! [Bridge 1: Lil Boom] You's a lame n***a Yo can't even whip no brick I'm a real n***a I just ran off with the sh** I got hella swag In this bag, hella cash I just f** 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 muthaf**in' ghost Like I'm Casper Cookin sh** like Chef Boyardee All these n***as acters All this God damn money on me I can throw it faster [Verse 2: Lil Boom] I ride in the beam And that sh** so clean I skeet on her face Then I gotta leave You try to rob me You better retreat You get yo a** popped Like it's sensu beans My diamonds, they hotter than two thick b**hes naked Straight booty shaking on the hell's gate Big face rollie, like a license plate Yo b**h raped me on the first date [Bridge 2: Lil Boom] These n***as want me so dead They don't like me, oh well I know I'm a rapper But I'm Cooking sh** up like chef n***a what's the business Flexin' like fitness Catch me in the kitchen I be high tech sippin' [Outro] 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!