Biscuits & Coffee Lyrics

Yeah this beat just makes me want biscuits and coffee

If Ls are taken, having doors closed was the reason partly

So I don't just work with anyone, I do it hardly

Cause I save my best beats for myself, yeah Yeezy taught me

And you can make about six points on how that's problematic

But it's music, it's useless to try to get it cancelled

Yeah this shit's confusing, nah I can't understand it

She say that she's not a ho, said she's just polyamorous

Gotta let her do her, guess it ain't wrong

Coz she made her bed, that she wants me to lay on

And I don't see a problem with it, bitch I'm Ray Charles

If she freak, then I'ma freak her til the days gone

But what she want me to blow her back for, knowing she's no keeper

I'm tryna score couple goals, moving forward I don't need her

Yeah I'm on my own journey, I've been moving freer

Heard the music and saw the green light like it's synesthesia

Aight, lemme get more vulnerable

What's so special bout the beat, lemme explain some to you

My grandma'd buy us biscuits, I ate most she just had one or two

Both had coffee, waiting for the game yeah we were comfortable

Premier league, every weekend we were tuning in

When Moyes took over, she damn near started almost booing him

Louis got us the fa cup, it seemed things were cool but then

I started having to explain the offside rule again

Jose got more wins yo, thought he was the best move

But in the end, it could only be so special

To take the reigns, we watched Ole be the next to

At that time I saw she was gonna get more forgetful

Eventually remembered only half the team when I mentioned them

Then she passed on halfway through our first season with Erik ten

Biscuits in my coffee, bittersweet when I'm dunkin them

Cause the next time they win a trophy, she won't lift her cup again