(Verse 1)

NBA star with a tee

Yeah, Me, Chef with a C

In a pool with the G's

You was cool but now you freeze

Where ya steez at?

Not gon' relapse

Trynna help you and I hope you see that

I mean that, done things that gon' make her fiend back

Hold on, bring the beat back

I be going through the front just to end right back to that

Now I'm hopin' a cracker's open to answer

Cookin' on pan, she want me to dance

Soon as I land (Aye)

So much glass I turn it right back to sand

Alt control, Oh no!

Flow about to come in right about now

I don't know what to write about

Writin' random lyrics but the people shout, say it loud

I don't know why you done doubt

Now she gettin' mad at me for having feelings towards I meant to have them with, it went in a jiff

Where's yo fuckin' thoughtfulness?

(Verse 2)

I'm comin' for whoever, nobody wants to fuck with Cheffa

Now it's me, rippin' it on repeat

That's yo boy just trynna steal my beats

Back away B, push another track today

I wasn't born, stolen from a stork on saturday

Shout out Earl, shout out people 'cross the world

Lil Crig needs to get a girl

Cheffa almost got one, now I need to take a breath away

Intern like Anne Hathaway

Sunny's gotten fatter aye

Denied being a rapper, so I seem normal to whoever looks after me

I'm an artist athlete

Princekid don't deserve a track from me

Here's the recipe, it's a bad bad habit