Lil Thicc - Boyardee (feat. Llegas) Lyrics

They call me Boyardee cuz I be whippin in the kitchen
Finessin on your ho and then she rubbin on my chicken
We jus chilling but she tryna get that dickin
She know I got the soss and she know it's finger lickin
They wanna see me fall because I never do
Cuz i can f*ck ur bitch and she gonna say I'm like a better you
Sippin on a double-decker White cup
That shit get a motherf*cker Piped up
In the studio cookin up noise
On a wack ass beat Lil Thicc destroys
My bars hard like metal they might be alloys
See me at shell long with all of my boys
We got Jackie and CMin the best directors
Gary's alright but he looks like Vector
I'm puttin pills in my pez dispenser
Shot down bounce back like a resurrector
You can't ketchup to my sauce
The Choppa make you run crisscross
My coupe on chicken noodle cuz it souped up
Never see me ridin with the roof up
They call me boyardee cuz I b whippin in the kitchen
Finessin on your ho and then she rubbin on my chicken
We jus chilling but she tryna get that dickin
She know I got the soss and she know it's finger lickin
They call me Escobar cuz I be whippin in the kitchen
Young Colombian producer makin music while I'm Trippin
In the beat lab straight tipsy I'm drinkin
My beats got the bass and the hi hats like Lincoln
These girls say they love me but I'm not committed
I give em the D and they come back addicted
They come back afflicted but llegas permit it
Cuz every ho mouth finna feel like it fitted
Cuz ya boy always down to f*ck
Threw her panties 'cross the room to the wall and they stuck (Ew)
And Everybody know that imma sauce god
Ballin in a Honda not a hot rod
Once l get going no stop (no stop)
We gonna rise to the top
Im gonna buy like ten extra cars
Got too much damn money like Escobar
They call me boyardee cuz I b whippin in the kitchen
Finessin on your ho and then she rubbin on my chicken
We jus chilling but she tryna get that dickin
She know I got the soss and she know it's finger lickin