So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat
Or else compete as i swallow and eat you like a turkey meat... bonne petite!
Just pour me a glass of that dark shit
Like bacon, up on the skillet
A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack
And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat
On top of jay mccabe and his bacon
I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun
My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,
Mic crazytyga man, i'm part asian
You ain't got enough, to heat the bottom of a pot of bacon grease
I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies
Gett this money flip it like bacon
Magic city tipping them
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