Betty Crocker ft. sleepy Lyrics

Sy! Sy!

Smoke big pack, right?

Bitch, I been gone off the Zaza

Dreadhead with me no rasta

Big king, shit like Mansa

She got a real fat ass, no doctor

Italian bitch, daddy a mobster

Engine rev, sound like a monster

Get you some bread, then get me proper

Cake like I know Betty Crocker, woah

Bando jumpin' "Don't Wait For It"

Sleepy on the beat, bitch, pay for it

Spent some time this game and I pay for it

Had to break in this bitch ain't no place for it

I'm in my skin for it, so they look at em crazy

Bitch, you just born, your whole life been lazy

I'm tryna be tourin' anywhere that they pay me

A four-year plan, then I'm out to make babies

With different bad bitches from across the globe

And a private ass plane from my mobile home

So I'm back, writing verses in the studio

Yeah, sleepy Pharrell, then bitch, I'm Hov

Bitch, I been gone off the Zaza

Dreadhead with me no rasta

Big king, shit like Mansa

She got a real fat ass, no doctor

Italian bitch, daddy a mobster

Engine rev, sound like a monster

Get you some bread, then get me proper

Cake like I know Betty Crocker, woah