Uncle Tino - No Valet Lyrics

Mayn, I'ma cut y'all up into eight to twelve slices
Of Bitcheroni
Maximum
You heard me, I said eight to twelve slices
Of Bitcheroni

Lexus truck I be dodgin' 'em in the blue tint
Fine china the way this shit be the blue print
Fine dining and breathing what I'm pursuing
Off the muscle, they bringing cake with a cool whip

I'm with the action
I'm eating this shit for fashion
I'm wearing exotic cotton
And thrifting your momma's plastic

I'm hoarding your dad's divorce
At the store, got so many choices
I'm torn in between the forces
And faded Jordan Concords

I got a record deal
Three for seven, and a meal
Putting in the points and at the end
They still be sending veal

I said the "eel" but they ain't hear me
'Cause it's loud in here
Server getting nervous
Told the homie that he gotta chill

And f*ck a valet I'm parking
And getting out of here
And I could wait but I'm tired
And that's just how I feel

I'm dashing back to the casa
And I ain't gotta peek
Y'al showing off
I got a speed that I cannot reveal

'Cause it's the pirate's life
Pissing on a nine to five
Call a couple hooches for the booty
When the time is right

Do or die, you and I
I'm trying to chill with you tonight
And if you got a boo or not
Is up to you, so you decide

Looking through the future
Like I bought the Benz and shoot the tires
I don't need a ride that says
I bought the Benz to prove that I

Can make it into music
Like I made a tune for stupid eyes
Smarter ears, closer friends,
Or farther peers for useless rides.

It's in my palm pilot
Kill 'em with the calm violence
Nonchalant I'm not trying
Ambience is on fire

Ambulance can't handle this
I'm standing in the wrong choir
Going out, I'm gone, writing
Ate the beat the song biting

Cooling in the grotto
Couple rap aficionados
Rip the gold up off the bottle
On the road to El Dorado

Bone apple tea
Elbows on the table pinkies up
Lames be trying to link with us
But they ain't got no seat with us
Like what you think it was?

Lexus truck I be dodgin' 'em in the blue tint
Fine china the way this shit be the blue print
Fine dining and breathing what I'm pursuing
Off the mussel, they bringing cake with a cool whip