[ELIAS, IF ONLY VERSE]:
Come through with a couple of brews
To Olu's house
(Still never invited)

The smoke I blow got binary code
Feel my glow spark pipes with the pope
Ride in the ghost
Like Midas with gold
Name a kid from the 814 3-2-1
Sonin' em' like I am

Filet in the fry pan
No date for your lifespan
New flav for your taste buds
No hate for your fake love
And when I grow old
I'm still gonna die young

Ms. Malia Obama
Holla if you need dat ooh la la
I could be your new dada
I'll fix you chicken masala
(I know it's tasty)

[PATCHES VERSE]:
I heard we the ones that you heard about
I heard that you heard through the word of mouth
If I had a dollar for
Every n***a that's been overlooking

Shit that's an absurd amount
Shit I guess that the word is out
Oh you heard that the wave is at Olu house
Oh you heard them plays coming unannounced

We been known
But we glad that you know it now

And they say “Patches, please wait up”
I say wait for what
I got paper to count
I need paper cuts

Heard my shit is good
Well good ain't good enough
Good ain't good enough
No, good ain't good for us


[MARTIN J. BALLOU]:
Keep me on my toes
Keep me on my toes
Ooh ooh ooh wee
Make me lose control
Baby lose control
Ooh ooh shawty

[RNDYSVGE VERSE]:
Now I'd be lying if I told you
I was out here for just one night
But I know that if I told you that
You gon' do the things that I like

I got good convo, pink drinks
And I'm known to bring that
I got good convo, pink drinks
And I'm known to bring that pipe, uh

So here's another new idea
We gon' skip the bed tonight, yeah
But be careful with the Ikea
Cause I'm still paying it off, aight yeah

Now what you doing with your clothes on
Grab some chicken grease
And put some gloves on
Stand on your head and sing a love song
I'm about to show you how to make love, ugh


[GRACY HOPKINS VERSE]:
Yeah I'm a foodie on a workbench
Finally stickin' to the whole plan
And I like my chicken with some breadcrumbs
Cause we doing flour not cocaine
Add a little egg mix it with the grease
If you want the chick to be aggressive
And start to focus like four players
That's a wordplay
That's my forté

Oh mama, mama, lemme be your fadda
We can be a thing like the Lannisters
(wait)
Hmm, I heard your ex-n***a
Was a n***a that was basic

I bet that n***a never had the boy's kick
Lemme console you with the joystick
And we don't speak the same tongue
I'm teaching so she can play
With the boy's dictionary
What you thought, man


[THE KOUNT SOLO]


[NAJI VERSE]:
Now I'm not one to tell you what to do
But I'mma relay some rules to you

First up, take your shoes off
Lay back on the couch
I wanna see that ass in some sweatpants now
Are you comfortable

It's been a while
Since I seen your smile
And I wanna make a move
But you got me frozen

Man, your thighs are golden
And my eyes stay rolling
Up and down
Turn around
Lemme see you some more

Oooh
Get you a grand tour
This is the kitchen
Look at all them dishes
Lord, I need a witness
Keep it moving
Take you to the foyer
Oh wait you ain't see the
Bedroom floor yet
Heh, we might not make it


[NAJI HOOK]:
Cause girl I got it bad
For you
I'm really really glad
You came through

Old boy don't know what he had
But I do
Yeah, I do
Yeah, I do

I got it bad
Yeah, I got it bad


[GRACY OUTRO]:
Oh baby
You had a new flavour lately
We could mix the salt with the berry
I play the cake, please play the cherry (chérie)