Billy Billions, Potter Payper and I’M CP - Take a Seat

Ah, yo ah, nah man, sit down
Sit yourself down chill low
Take a seat, big man you feel me?
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit (Mwah, skrrt)
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit

Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit

Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
I'm verified out in these streets
How could I Twitter beef? (How?)
I know my haters and my
Paigons gettin' sick of me (Right now)
I got food like Tickle Me
Got Laj and Riggs with me (Free dem boys)
I'm trappin' literally religiously
So viciously
I do the most, but I don't boast
It's like there's ten of me
He snitched or pillow talk to bitch
He ain't no friend to me (No way)
G, I don't want to hear that
Verse you're tryna send to me
'Cause a lot of man ain't real
But they pretend to be
I'm old school like felony
I'll catch a felony (Right now)
I got enemies, frenemies, it's bless with me
(Who cares?)
Call me pressure, buss this pipe
God knows what's best for me

Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit

Still in the trap with a brizzy of both
I'm doin' the most
One-forty, she flyin' the work down the mots
Flingin' stones by the coast
Suited and booted, I'm feelin' like Ghost
Put the power on the stove
Just in case you didn't know
I'm official with the pole
I'm addicted to the hustle
That's a life sentence in the duffle
(Louis V) gotta make it look subtle
I got the 'Retta by my buckle (I really do)
Spent tens of thousands on machines
(Machines) fully auto with the beams (Beams)
Run up on a nigga, squeeze (Grahh)
That's that shit I do for free
(She look familiar)
I used to do that shit for P's
Young and reckless in the streets
Double back, it's gettin' peak
Double tap and catch a beak (Ooh, baow)
I pray the Lord my soul to keep (Amen)
Bitch ass wide like a peach (Woah)
She ain't mine, she a lease
Askin' what does tally mean? (Ho)

Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit

I get it in, then I get that weight gone
(Yes) and my wrist is hurtin' (Why?)
Where the fuck do you think I just came from?
Open a pack yeah, it had tape on (Course)
Now I gotta burn my clothes (Why?)
There's the road I just taped off
I trap twenty-fours (I do)
I ain't missin' a day (No, I ain't)
I'm whippin' that white girl (Okay)
Call me Mr grain
Came through registration, I was so late
(Okay, okay) became a college drop out
And started movin' that yay
I whip it in the rex (I do) i hold 63 (Yes)
Then I pulled it out with a spoon
Moments before it was stirrin' some tea
Bae asked if I'm hungry (K)
What you wanna eat? (What you wanna eat?)
I just cooked up a feast
Like bon appétit (Yes)

Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit

Written by:
I'M CP, BAILEY MCKENZIE, JAMEL BOUSBAA, SAMRAJ HEER

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sentric Music

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