Back to the Bbq
All hell broke out in hell’s roof
Never a failed coup
Come to overthrow your crown and your heir too
Ran thru rummaged the whole stash house
A few of us with a pack of loose dudes you gonna be food
You been bamboozled hoodwinked
Led astray
Run amok
You put too much faith in your folk wasn't all luck
Streets giveth and taketh away
Don't bite the bait
Till you realize
There ain't no hook beneath
Everybody trying to reel in the big fin
That bad broad on IG got you building castles in the air
Unveil the veil
Now Medusa looking like a hag
That catfish you caught got caught catfishing for scams
Those ABC’s on your ass
You dont got much to prove
You leaving your affairs to be exposed all over the globe
The grammar gift of songs cold bullet turns to motion
Your greatest ally your worst enemy disguised and cloaked
(Fo sho) hes fully loaded just like my bro E say
Let the team eat
Divide it all up like the sweepstakes
This new crack cant do without it
Make the fiends shake
No free base
Give em the chills like they in Yukon freezing
Still kidnap a liar
Without a plan (Fuck trump)
Peace to Fatal merciful
Queens lounge in full effect
Ask him where we’re buying another brothel or two
This aint no fish fry
We strictly back to the BBQ
Verse 2 (Eto)
They robbed the hot dog stand
They got the block on can
Nutcrackers aint melting though
Wash yall hands
I see homeu looking his best
Respect the knockoff brand
I'm not only as good as it gets but i'm not yalls mans
They told me foot on they neck but im ten toes down
He wants his roses
I'll give him his headstone now