I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize
Like a pig cooked from live into a meal for five,
My eyes chinese, got me looking at rights through a slit
Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit
I went out , got some meal
All my love to these queens in here
Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,
Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel
And need to put that shit on bake and pull out a meal
Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel
A born starter, in the game for real
Save up for some mcdonald's value meal
Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit
You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that
Can't finish meal gotta english feel
Hopin' when this bread get here
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