Andy the Chef - STG

I swear to God almighty you not tryna cook the beef with me
My team we moving deep and we really bout it physically
We hiding in the light here's the addy ain't no mystery
I heard you talking spicy like you really wanna step to me
I swear to God almighty you not tryna cook the beef with me
We camp out bring them hands out it's about to be a murder scene
We hiding in the light here's the addy ain't no mystery
He step up on my block with that we burn him to the third degree
I just had ya bitch in my house
Just had ya chick on my couch we was getting loud
Bet these niggas sick of me now
See something I want then Imma figure it out
Because I bet these niggas baby bottle bitching
Half these niggas super model simping
Back seat niggas shotgun seated whipping
Life time member government assisted
Now yall understand I'm 'bout my business
Roll up where you laying like a picnic
On ya land like Santa been on Christmas
Serve you hands like they was on a wishlist
I swear to God almighty way to many dickheads on my nuts
I just wanna live these niggas wanna diss
Got my name in they mouth before they even eat a lunch
And I swear to God almighty you not tryna run my ones
I done had enough today, can you tell me one thing
do these hands really taste like blood
Might get messy it's alright
Can't walk past me it's on sight
Beat the brakes off 'em I ain't talking no bike
Really wanna try ya luck go ahead roll the dice
Because I swear to God almighty you not tryna cook the beef with me
My team we moving deep and we really bout it physically
We hiding in the light here's the addy ain't no mystery
I heard he talking spicy like he really wanna step to me
I swear to God almighty you not tryna cook the beef with me
My team we moving deep and we really bout it physically
We hiding in the light here's the addy ain't no mystery
He step up on my block with that we burn him to the third degree
Uh huh let's start recording this shit
Getting so annoying no ignoring this shit
Really ain't important but I'm bored in this bitch
Tell the engineer record get recording he clicks
Breaking out the box tell the warden he dipped
Wanna ride my wave surf boarding this shit
Try to steal my shine like a light switch flips
Never jump the other side like I don't like switch flips
Niggas lookin sad like a license pic
And they going out bad like a dynamite stick
Tell 'em get a grip while the Chefboi whip
I just made another hit like a Mike Tyson fist

Written by:
Andrew Jones

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