Geno662 - Chef Geno Lyrics

Mississippi Classic, nigga
Man, I'm so Mississippi, I hit the gas station for some chicken
Damn, son, where'd you find this
My old bitch mad cause my new joint badder

Chef G know, walk around with da cheddar
When the bills all paid, the pussy get a little wetter
Leave a hater on the ground and I keep going up the ladder
Tennis chain, one pockets, ten racks stuff

Old niggas stop hateN f*ck niggas, run it up
Don't nobody ask me what's in my cup
And I got a whole bottle, hell nah, I ain't sharing nun
I'm from Mississippi, where she talk a lil' country

And her ass a lil' thicker, but she might be with the shit
No face, don Julio, then got him lit
BOOSIE bad ass, set it off up in this , bitch
Deer season coming and we all having sticks

That my dawg, he a pit watch us ball on the trick
And these niggas showing fake love, buddie you ain't slick
At the crib counting up and I just bought another blick
One thing about me, I'ma get some paper

Two things for sure, I ain't worried about a hater
Bought 20 acres, I ain't worried about the neighbors
Real cowboy pulling horses out the stables
Back then, they was sleeping on me, back then

Found my lane, then I did a hundred in the new Benz
Back then, they was sleeping on me, back then
Found my lane, then I did a hundred in the new Benz
My old bitch mad, caught my new joint badder

Chef Geno , walk around with the cheddar when the bills all
Paid the pussy, get a lil wetter, leave the
Hater on the ground and I keep going up the ladder
Ten chain, one pocket, ten racks stuff

Old niggas stop hating, f*ck niggas, run it up
Don't nobody ask me what's in my cup
And I got a whole bottle hell nah, I ain't sharing nun
My old bitch mad, caught my new joint batter

My old bitch mad, caught my new joint batter