Waffle House Lyrics – BabyTron (feat. Drego & Beno, ShittyBoyz, RMC Mike, Babyfxce E, J1hunnit & Prince Jefe)
If we catch him outta town gon’ rearrange his rental
Speedracin’ in these Christian Loubie’s finna paint the petal (Phew)
Pray to God but when it’s time to send a hit I gotta pay the devil
Shoot her baby daddy in the mouth, we arrange his dental
I don’t got time to sit down, I sit countin the rentals
*** just give me the bank card, let’s make this simple
SK on stage, just to play the pistol
And my young niggas *** you if we got a issue
Woulda did it back then, but I’m thinkin’ bigger
Kick the *** out the car, she just lit a swisher (***)
I’m a hall of fame juuger, you a Derek Fisher
Used to be the man back then, damn what happened?
I ain’t got a [?] for these niggas tryna backstab me
I got the headshot, Lil Munchie said Cashapp me
And my *** got a loose dub in her Gucci fanny
And she popped two, off the twenties, she don’t *** with xannies (Man)
I just spent seventeen-hundred on a ***’ hoodie
I’ll pull a hundred out, yappin’ all twenties
He cap packing with the bag, he sellin’ all cookies
If the *** route slow up, I’m sellin’ all whoopie
And I’m on the block sellin’ kane, totin’ fully’s
If it’s champagne, rockin’ rolex’s, playin’ with yo *** ***
Feelin’ on me on the club, gave me a woody
Slimed out your block and it’s and deuce cudi
Rim blowin’ kisses, yeah your *** said she love me
You wonder why they call me Unky?
Cause I’m sellin’ all this smack to your favorite Auntie
I’ll give it in by any means, I love them blueface hunnids
My fiend call, say Halloween when she want some plunkus (Hello?)
Right, one hundred
I’m finna fly to the sunshine, stay, then spin loosely
I been somewhere servin’ California roll, good sushi
[?] can you put this in yo’ coochie?
I can tell this cop ain’t lettin’ us go home, he look douchie
When the bowls touch down, we cause hell, lil’ Boosie
Brodie gettin’ it off ice, like Kristy I’m a Gucci
The work Off-White the same color as [?]
Drop it in a pot and hit it two times like Toosie
Heard they chillin’ in the house, tell them boys slide
*** *** like a hellcat, I’m tryna joyride
Caught dawg chillin’ with his mans and they both died
Came back, ballin’ Micheal Jordan and a four-five
Sick, I’m really runnin’ through these hoes, not the O-line
Lock and left his ass up like a dumbell
Last *** tried the same thing, it ain’t go well
I just touched down in LA, I feel like Odell
I just caught a opp ass lacking, ***, oh well
I need some purple actavis, *** some old dell
Unky ass at that gas station makin’ blue sell
Five-thousand dollar Gucci jacket with the coat tail
Got ten *** lined in one room it’s a hotel
I be puttin’ ass to belt, come grab a whoopin’
I’m finna park a *** out, *** I’m Ashton Kutcher
Punch his ass out, I heard that *** say pass the swisher
*** I’m up a half a ticket, you can ask my sister
I think we up ten, it’s a blow out
Drink a six raw, hit the stacks it’s time to show out
Me, BabyTron, Drego, Beno bring the hoes out
Palm Angel Moncler collab when it’s snow out
Damn it’s too much pop in this cup, pour some more out
I be chillin’ I don’t really like to go out
*** ask did I have some ***, I whipped the bowl out
A *** tried to plug me with her friend, I knocked em’ both down
Ridin’ round flint in this striker, this *** a ghost town
I used to have no money, I’m wearin’ thousand dollar coats now
TRX truck in both lanes you can’t go around
If you ain’t know I was the hardest youngest *** out, I bet you know it now
Cup so dirty spilled it in my bed and caught a ringworm
Shots slappin we done saw more dopeheads then we firm
*** suckin’ *** for so long, I made her knees burn
I’ll never do no motherfuckin’ label make the fiend work
Huh?, dogshit to my ear I can’t hear ***
All these horses in the whip, I can’t steer this
Ice chunk, buffalo’s with the clear tints
If they don’t see us gettin’ pape then them *** blind
Whole lotta lab ***, watch the pendant shine
Swimmin’ in that deep end, keep a fishin’ rod
AMG 550 with yo’ *** inside
Got a case of the (Huh)
It’s some bowls, lookin’ like I’m servin’
I just cut into this *** so deep, I’m lookin’ like a surgeon
Dickies Supreme collab, lookin’ like I’m workin’
Outerspace off (Tfft), I ain’t really feelin’ like an earthling
(Neeown)
Swing the McLaren catch me hoppin’ out
If it ain’t about a dollar it ain’t *** to squabble bout’
Three-seven of Guava Gelato, I got some cotton mouth
Everytime I located the bag I went and got in route
It’s the mud I got it out, sippin’ oz by the case like *** it’s not a drought
Cudi he gon’ knock him out, so tell yo’ mans to watch his mouth
Blowed as hell, I’m the type to order pancakes when I’m walkin’ into Waffle House
Skrrt, ShittyBoyz, Dog$hitMilitia, you know what the *** goin’ on