Head Chef Video (MV)

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Pockets underfed, go and get some bread
Boy you bold, talkin' all that head, come and get some lead
I'm on go, doin' pseudo-fed, tryna lose the feds
I don't know, I just blew a check on some percocets, uh
You talkin' to the man lil bitch, you f*ckin with the head chef
I just got two random bitches drippin' on my bed set
She suck me with no hands, that shit so good I need a head rest
I just popped a perc, it got me ready for the next set
Walk it down, walk it down, glock on my hip
We ain't getting verbal now, talk with your stick
Cock it back, turn around, let me hear the click
Lil baby this a murder town, unload the clip
Uh
I ain't stoppin' on a dime
I ain't wastin' any time
This shit hit me like, uh
Throw my weight around the block to let these motherf*ckers know that I'm the top of the line
Kool-Aid or the minute maid, mix either way with some purple and ice
Cookin' the books and it's smellin' like paper I don't need a waiver, ain't doin' no time
You pay for breakage, I don't pay to break it I'ma blow her back for free, I'ma get mine
You talkin' to the man lil bitch, you f*ckin with the head chef
I just got two random bitches drippin' on my bed set
She suck me with no hands, that shit so good I need a head rest
I just popped a perc, it got me ready for the next set
Fell off, I'm on your head top
She make the bedrock
Checklist, I check off
I'll never let off, uh
I got this shit on lock
Tired of pissin' in pots, I'm on my way
I like to think out the box
I got a seat at the top, I'm on display
I cook to perfection like D book with the left hand
You in need of a lesson, ooh
Catch me in the section, ooh
Huh, ay, I won't trip, no, I won't trip, no, I won't trip
Huh, ay, I won't trip, no, I won't trip, no, I won't trip
Huh, ay
You talkin' to the man lil bitch, you f*ckin with the head chef
I just got two random bitches drippin' on my bed set
She suck me with no hands, that shit so good I need a head rest
I just popped a perc, it got me ready for the next set