lobster - denny balance lyrics
[chorus]
you ain’t got no yoppa
i put lobster in the pasta
you know i’m a driver
switching cars up i got style huh
chick*fil*a the service
they will serve it to ya momma
smokin’ raw the classics
my boy smokin’ on that grabba
running up the miles vacay hilton still recordin’
same price as camry, that’s a base model foreign
flexin’ on a story but the story ain’t important
1 day, 15 minutes
shoot forever i’m still scorin’
[verse 1]
knock it down like dominoes
pizza hut we eatin’ b*tch
say you seeing bags, sam darnold b*tch you seeing sh*t
momma want the lobster
you ain’t knowin’ ima lobster
throw it up, it’s up for grabs, f*ck the police ima copper
organized like mobster
i be writing like a monster
business like yakuza, got a permits for the chopper
breakin’ rules stay low key
gamin’ systems on the come up
mom taught me finesse, ironic gotta run up
[bridge]
you ain’t got no yoppa
so i had to put lobster in pasta
you knowin’ i’m a driver, switching cars got style huh
chick*fil*a the service, serve it to ya momma
smokin’ raw the classics
my boy smokin’ on that grabba, whoa
my boy smokin’ on that grabba, no
sling shot to the top we going, whoa
you ain’t coming, you get left, whoa
[verse 2]
you get left, whoa
verse 2 less effects, whoa
chef up in rain, kiss my fingers like perfecto
y’all just disrespectful
all the wrong reasons too
when it come down to it, really, it’s just me or you
deceiving but i care, i’m like avatar wan
10,000 years ahead of me, i gotta move it on
free lunch to s class
shed a tear, then gained a tier
f*ck that, don’t need proof, cause i’m knowin’ i belong here
came a long way from lobster claw
got s hook
open box
bracelet catch
that metal what you do with that
no i’m never steppin’ back
unless i lob it up though
backpedal, quick to kidding
lil’ b*tch you ain’t uncos (i was only jokin’ man)
[chorus]
you ain’t got no yoppa
i put lobster in the pasta
you know i’m a driver
switching cars up i got style huh
chick*fil*a the service
they will serve it to ya momma
smokin’ raw the classics
my boy smokin’ on that grabba
running up the miles vacay hilton still recordin’
same price as camry, that’s a base model foreign
flexin’ on a story but the story ain’t important
1 day, 15 minutes
shoot forever i’m still scorin’
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