Lean Beef Patty

–in the morning
Maybe we could start a family
I wanna see your pretty face
Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man
Oh yeah, oh yeah
This is what I need
First off, **** Elon Musk
Eight dollars too much, this past expensive
For the hoes in the back and the cracks in the slack
If I tweet then delete then I meant it
I don't really need a check, 'cause I got no respect
And these niggas might know me like a dentist
Said he all about these beats
So he hear some shit and then get offended
This ain't what you want
No, this ain't what you want
Ah, **** y'all niggas
I feel like Papa John
Laughing straight to the bank
I'm Tony Khan
And they hate what I say
'Cause I ain't wrong
What kind of rapping is this?
Economy rap niggas pissed (you know it)
I put the dough on my bitch
That pussy ain't feeling like this, she know it
These niggas be textin' with kids
It doesn't get stranger than this
That's hoe shit
**** a bar
I don't **** with you niggas like I'm Hulk Hogan (Wait)
I am mean
Rittenhouse with the shot, and repeat
While you stretchin' the truth in your tweets
I been stretchin' your girl, Iron Sheik
What's the deets?
In the crib, drinkin' Soylent for weeks
Watch your energy, watch what you tweet
You can go from Elon to Ye in a week, buddy
Numb the shots with that antidote
Blacked out, we can't take no more
So get away before shit get slow
Even if I've seen it before
Behind the scenes, on that crack room flow
Smoking up, I don't need no more
So let me tell you 'bout where we gon' go
Know your place, you won't act wrong, b
You ain't gotta' lie, hit this anarchy
In ya head girl I'm rent free
She can't stop thinkin' 'bout me
So drop it low, like ya picking up change
Gon' head girl, do your thing
So bust up, and then what's up?
Spittin' fast like Busta
You might need to trust her
Feel like I love ya