[Lyric] Fry Dem (LE1F)

[Verse 1]

Can I take your order? No, I can’t. No labels, rules. Just stacks
No boss. Most times, no tax. You could say I'm freelance
Haters are irrelevant. I’m heavy like an elephant
My flow so fucking elegant, intelligent, so eloquent
Untouchable. Better yet, I'm motherfucking excellent
Masculine yet feminine, I’m cooking with the best of them
Sike. I dont. Watch me call delivery
Watch me post up in your crib and burn down half a million trees
It’s a forest fire. I put you in my fryer
That’s a.k.a that cypher. On lock, I keep it hyper
Your swag is of no concern. You're waiting on that backburn
Bitch step back it’s my turn. II'll turn it out and you watch and learn

[Hook]

And if I don’t like them, I cook them I fry them
And if I don’t like them, I cook them I fry them
This my cooking dance. Yup, I'm such a good loking man
I'm like "look ma, no hands"
[Verse 2]

I gave DR a beat. It turned into a blog-topper
Now, I got a little guap to buy a lot of hot sauce
Tabasco, cholula, three cheeses for chalupas
Chicken over rice with white sauce plus with a hookah
Aha. You know I be running this like it’s a marathon
Cannot slow me down because I'm actually an African
No Ninja -not like Afrikaans. I mean like Senegambian
Body looking right because I fasted during Ramadan
Losers say I’m too deep with all the mystic shit I’m on
Dude, you must 2D, too square, polygon
Tacky wacky, all cheese. I’m never that. No Parmesan
All the cool kids are laughing at you booboo. Comic-con

[Hook]

And if I don’t like them, I cook them I fry them
And if I don’t like them, I cook them I fry them
This my cooking dance. Yup, I'm such a good loking man
I'm like "look ma, no hands"