OneWhiteMexican Kidd - Entrée (feat. $takz) Lyrics

Uh huh, yuh
Yeah, we in the studio right now
We got $takz in the building
Yo, what's good
We 'bout to get our shit on
Uh, ay, yuh, yuh, yuh, bitch
I'm a young boy, l'm not talkin 'bout NBA
I swear l'm Hispanic, go on check my DNA
Your time is up, come on over and pay
You think this a game? Then come over and play
We are not playin games, no, not today
Your girl is like Kid Laroi, she wants to stay
Funny thing is, she think she my bae
You just the side dish, and I'm the entrée (Entrée)
Got a new hoe, and she mad now
Bitch like a blunt, when I blow her back out,
At the trap house
Beat it from the back, she sayin, "ow"
Her pussy fat as a cow
Im ready, I got that knock now
Pop it, I leave yo bro blacked out
Making a movie, we act out
Mortal Kombat in the bed, break her spine, and I make her tap out
This a drive by, hit you out the sunroof
Got so much bread, that Ima need some fondue
My homie told me that I shot the wrong dude
Got so much beef, that I could make meat stew
In my new suit
And my new shoes
Got the J's on, 'bout to put some lead in you
He said to me, "Please, I'm begging you!"
You only alive right now cause I'm letting you
I'm a young boy, l'm not talkin 'bout NBA
I swear l'm Hispanic, go on check my DNA
Your time is up, come on over and pay
You think this a game? Then come over and play
We are not playin games, no, not today
Your girl is like Kid Laroi, she wants to stay
Funny thing is, she think she my bae
You just the side dish, and I'm the entrée (Entrée)
I'm never the side dish, I'm the main course
Money be floating, be using the force
I'm going fast like the speed of a Porsche
I'm clearly better, no need to check scores
Why are you mad? Accept that I'm better
Heating up fast like I'm in a sweater (Hot)
You a lil goofy like you is a jester
Tryna get money like I'm an investor
You glazing yourself, bro don't be cocky
Bro ain't hard, he built short and stocky
My muscles hurt, cause I'm swol like rocky
Ice on the neck, look like I play hockey
I'm going crazy, just a little bit
Got out of the mall, I got a new fit
I don't need a breath, yeah, I don't need to sit
Pass it to OWM Kidd,
Yeah finish this shit (Yes sir)
I'm a young boy, l'm not talkin 'bout NBA
I swear l'm Hispanic, go on check my DNA
Your time is up, come on over and pay
You think this a game? Then come over and play
We are not playin games, no, not today
Your girl is like Kid Laroi, she wants to stay
Funny thing is, she think she my bae
You just the side dish, and I'm the entrée (Entrée)