french fry

(Bangout, Stephen Niday)
Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

Ayy, sipping on a crisp white, nigga
I ain't coming off the bench, I
Ain't a six guy, nigga, nah
Fit crispy than a french fry, nigga
With my migos right now, but
I'ma get right with you, yeah

We them boys, ain't talking Wiz
But we be toking though
Catch me rolling by the lake
I'm in the Poconos
These niggas capping, straight puppets
All Pinocchios he asked me for a feature
Hit him with the "Okey doke"
He smoke, he smoke, he smoke, he smoke
We all be smoking though
How the fuck you gon' go and claim that you
A real one when you broke the code?
Since the day I came in
This bitch, I've been real
It's in my chromosomes
Why you talking 'bout owning Rollies though
When we all know you broke?
Girl Scout Cookies in my blunt
We blowing Do-Si-Dos pockets on Al Roker
Then I hit him with the rope-a dope
Disney Channel on 'em, making magic
This that hokus pok' word to SZA
All my niggas 'round me showing no control
Been that nigga, I'ma be that nigga
No capperton
Niggas hear me bar up and be like
"I won't rap again"
Shout out to my niggas in the Yay, mane
What's hannenin'? See these clowns
But that's my favorite fish
Like Gus Dapperton

Ayy, sipping on a crisp white, nigga
I ain't coming off the bench, I
Ain't a six guy, nigga, nah
Fit crispy than a french fry, nigga
With my migos right now, but
I'ma get right with you, yeah
Yeah, sipping on a crisp white, nigga
I ain't coming off the bench, I
Ain't a six guy, nigga, nah
Fit crispy than a french fry, nigga
With my migos right now, but
I'ma get right with you, ayy
(Shitty Boyz)

I'm crispy than a bitch
AMIRIs off the Virgil
I'm drippy than a bitch
Marcelo off the purple
I'm dripping in this bitch
The buffs off the turban
I'm tripping in this bitch, I'll up it
I ain't nervous
These hoes used to play, so I'm acting funny
Fuck I look like scrapping for?
I got a pack-a-punchy
Stabbing out on the lot, then I'm blasting
When you slide, you miss your
Shots, need some practice, buddy
Cup muddy than a bitch
I feel like Vezzo 'nem
Punching on the dark web
Feel like Venom 'nem
She asked where I got my kicks
I spent ten on them
And these jeans, lil' mama
Spent your rent on them
Thrust god, can hit a bitch in any okey city
And quick to drum and rip his
Ass if he owe me fifty
And to the labels, need them M's
You can't throw me fifty
Duffel bag full of Visas
Got the toaster with me

Ayy, sipping on a crisp white, nigga
I ain't coming off the bench, I
Ain't a six guy, nigga, nah
Fit crispy than a french fry, nigga
With my migos right now, but
I'ma get right with you, yeah
Yeah, sipping on a crisp white, nigga
I ain't coming off the bench, I
Ain't a six guy, nigga, nah
Fit crispy than a french fry, nigga
With my migos right now, but
I'ma get right with you, ayy