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Imma fry his meet then Imma put him inna shredder
Knock his teeth out got no reason to be loud
Imma race his whip then flash my choppa like kachow
Imma

Shawty so fried she going drop it
Then going skillet
She make them home fries damn I love some hood bitches
Damn I love them hood bitches
Wash them

sandwiches was his forte
And he'd cut off all the casing
So they would fry flat where they lay
And I call them Gandpa's sunshine
Because they looked lie little

SMASH SMASH
SMASH SMASH
Now it's time to meet the fry creator
He's the spud eliminator
The tater-tot intolerator
The one and only, Smash Potater
Now it's

Yellow guitar
Beat up car
Strawberry shake and some fries on my way to the bar
Know about it
Here for work but
We can make a show about it
feel

can switch up the mood
I'm in need of some food
But then don't feed me with lies
I need me some fries
Alot of fries cos I'm here with my guys
My angles

Any situation I got shooters on the “I”
We don’t do no talking put a bullet in his eye
AP Futurama It’s gone freeze me just like fry
Jyow yeah that’s

people be shakin
Scared of society, everyone's hatin

Molly on molly right
Nobody tell me hi
Everyone tell me lies
Popeyes endless chicken and fries 

How

Feeling like I might pass out in the
Backseat
We stop to eat
Give me a number three, fries iced tea
You got some salt
I like my fries salty
Register opens

a rolex I got that from Brooke
I read you niggas jutst like a notebook
Can't see me make moves then bitch come take a look
Whippin up stir fry can't even

and you baby we don't ever fight (We get along)
I'm like the washroom when she need another pipe (Pipe)
Baby you can call me fries (Fries)
Plus I'm already

Yeah, aye
Uh uh uh, Vidalo Kabiya
205 till’ the day I die die die
She a 10 piece lemon pepper Cajun ranch fries
Living on the east but she say she

the chord her mouth the charger box 
Said  she gone kill me if I cheat bitch I'm still alive 
Took the braids out hair look like curly fries 
Saw some people

Who killed ghost
Mother fucker I ain't never died
Deep fry niggas
Like mcdonald fries
I make tommy make your kids
Hate lullabies
Now say goodbye
Your

on the curb and
Windows tinted
Driving slow when we lurking
The chicken jerking
But niggas got bigger fish to fry
Make sure the pepper lemon, fried hard
No

like heat on the fry's
Sign, seal, delivered like we made it
Wrote the path
Forget the haters
Running through the fog like the vision wasn’t faded
Worry

the guy
Whats a tot to a gahdamn fry
Drop a hit in the blink of an eye
Wanna talk but they wasting my time
I passed you the blunt and you dropped it
I'm

of shame

What the sword will sow
I don't wanna know
So the land will fry
And I'll sleep tonight

And all the pilgrims walk
Their walk of shame
The child

Don’t miss
You might get hit by
A bullet in a fist fight
This time
Imma' kill these niggas with the hook
Turn the party to a fish fry
Bitch I
Just might

Yeah I
Tryna make out this hood
And don’t die
From the streets where most these nigha Fry
Momma pick ya head up don’t you cry
That’s not a tear
Nigha

look tired 
I get that work air fry it then I blow Dry it 
Went from half time straight to Overtime hoe 
Hold the ave dine bitch I'm zoda 9 Hoe
If she

in another fight
Memories of us that the xanax couldn't fry
The last time I was sober I gave up and I got high
Keep that 45 load it up and then I slide

up
serve em at fish fry’s
My conscious is deep-fried
Don’t get a baby sitter
Better watch your kid
Before you’re watching it
On the internet, CNN
One

the time
I'd be in ecstasy
With a little ham and cheese
With a side of cheesy fries
It's what keeps me by her side
I'd be in ecstasy
With a little ham