Rossthefareye - Bread N Butta Lyrics

I breaded the chain, dripped it in butta
Curf yo baby momma, I'm a mothaf***a
She goin back, cause she say she love ya
I'm preoccupied with my dough in the oven
Watchout lil bitch I'm a chef in hells kitchen
I'll kick yo ass out if my bread come up missin
My weed has been laced you will not catch me trippin
Wipe off the counter put away the dishes
Hol up, I'm soopalit
Riot like a European hooligan
If ¡I find a hair in my soup again
I'm on Yelp threatening to sue again
Panko crust on her breast
All my niggas eatin god bless
Came from the bottom projects
Feel like I won a contest

Doin what I have for the bread
Anyway you slice it I have the bread
Came through drippin in butta
Came through drippin in butta

I'm burnin the herb, who want the smoke
I'm draggin these niggas and dont even choke
Saucy Ragu, drippin c-notes
Sing in the kitchen cause I need the dough
Dont get too close, I'll stain your clothes
You could get hurt, stay on your toes
Please use your brain, your eyes, and your nose
If you do not grow, you will be sent home
Hol up, I'm lit as f***
If you drop the ball I'm a pick it up
Yeah I eat the pussy but I spit it up
Niggas waitin on me cause they in a rush
I'm a need to chill 'fore I black out
Work on a refire send it back out
Ex tried to come back threw her back out
Paid for the Uber threw her back out

Doin what I have for the bread
Anyway you slice it I have the bread
Came through drippin in butta
Came through drippin in butta