Old country buffet

By Sebasifas

On old country buffet

Released on July 30, 2020

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[Intro: Simon]

Sebas, this is doomed

This is doomed


[Verse 1: Sebasifas]

Aye, aye, aye

Hold up, wait

Stop it, yuh

You stupid ass bitch you need to knock it

Cowboy Jesse might Finesse ye, boy don’t test me

Drink it all down with my Hennessy

Gold plated chassis, pipe it down or it finna messy

When the magnum finds its way into yo chest, G

Balenci Balenci Balenci Balenci

Ungh

Jesse McFuck I, hop out the hay

Kickin' some ass at Old Country Buffet

Shucking corn with homies, don’t tell me it’s gay

Got the drip I make it rain, Santa Fe Tay Zonday

If you don't got my damn doubloons you back too soon

Uncircumcised, I fuck a bitch with my cocoon

Cap you with the rocket, like the raccoon

I shoot up the walls like its fucking Splatoon

Might skadoosh a bitch, who tryna get hit?

Doug Dimmadome, she give me dome then she dip

Got a bounty, you wonder why yo squad is taking cover

Don’t care if she pregnant she snitch and I'll punch her


[Hook: Sebasifas]

Lasso, clip, slinger, prada

Bang, bang, bang, nada

Sit down or leave yo ass tostada, where’s your guala

Matter of fact, green card check, I’ll send yo ass to Allah

When I bang bang yo gang gang all the way to Pyongyang yang

낮에는 따사로운 인간적인 여자 (op)

커피 한잔의 여유를 아는 품격 있는 여자

밤이 오면 심장이 뜨거워지는 여자

그런 반전 있는 여자

My bitch is a tumbleweed

She left me

Toing tang walla walla bing bang


[Verse 2: Jesuithan]

This part has no beat cause I used it on my wife (oof)

If they looked inside my barn I’d be in jail for life

Hay-K got the choppa, Gucci shoes, and Bowie knife

I got 'hella side bitches and they’re all wildlife

You know Hay-K keep the AK strapped

If you want some corn or PCP then you know where I’m at

Ridin' 'round with the mac out

I’ma take your horse and blow its back out

Bitch my barn doubles as a crack house

I asked my main bitch por qué no te calmas

Before I shoot her in the face with my lanzallama

Me and the ranchos got shit bumpin' es una fiesta

And ya sabes mi baby momma is my momma's momma, on god

Bitch, aye


[Hook: Jesuithan]

I sounded with the prong of my muthafuckin' hoe

My girlfriend found my horse mags and said I gotta gring-go

I hang my chain wallet just to go to the sto’

Then I hop off my horse and rob El Burrito

Nut inside my shotgun, shoot it up my sister

Killed my wife and rode into the sunset, I ain’t miss her

I be smokin' on that loud, no muthafuckin' swishers

If you see me on the ranch don’t ask me for no pictures

Yeehaw!