ฟังเพลงBon Appétit (Explicit)

Bon Appétit (Explicit) - Unknown T

Lyrics by：Emil/Beat Butcha/Unknown T

Composed by：Emil/Beat Butcha/Unknown T

Produced by：Emil/Beat Butcha

Mm-hm uh

Who would've thought that this voice

Would've spread this far (Listen)

Them peng tings used to little-boy me

Now they all tryna squeeze in my car

He's no bad man like me

If I got Guilty I would have been internally scared

But look God gave me a chance (Mm-mm)

On the block there's pain so the opp felt rain

I put that mulli' on my blast

I grab that Lou' V in advance

They all run out of substance he's a façade

I see my man talk about guns

But he ain't been charged

More than two bricks on my ice

They should call me T Avalanche

Flex on a ***** this influencer wanna test up my pockets

I took her to France

I bought champagne with caviar

Don't mind about me I'm a star (Mm)

Palestine to the DRC put peace to the war

Even though I contradict **** that I talk

I still gotta play my part

Free up my dargs

Them sold out gigs started from

A walk in the park (Mm-mm)

Abroad for four days so I bought four Rollies

That watch can't sleep in my yard (No)

On tour had the same blueprint as Santan

This time last year I thought I was slept on

But this year comin' I feel like the man

Tell Dubai Take off my ban

Missed about two-hundred bands damn

**** it I spun New Zealand to Aussie

Can't forget all of my Sudo man

On God my album soon land trust me

Case unsolved I'm an elegant driller

All that pain bought my girl Maison Margiela

Same way I'll splash for a bredda

I beg man don't leave their gyal 'round me

I'll tek her

Gyal stop tryna figure me out

Maybe I'm a driller

You wanna make babies with that elegant figure

Bon appétit I feed my hitter

Case unsolved I'm an elegant driller

All that pain bought my girl Maison Margiela

Same way I'll splash for a bredda

I beg man don't leave their gyal 'round me

I'll tek her

Gyal stop tryna figure me out

Maybe I'm a driller

You wanna make babies with that elegant figure

Bon appétit I feed my hitter

I got money to make her thicker

Late night take her Sumosan Twiga

There's no brakes gotta watch out for snakes

Cah the fake look bitter

Gun man down now it's bait on Twitter

I got postcode war with my old school nigga

There's no trace now put that smoke in my Rizla

Bon appétit got skengs for dinner (Shh)

She took a look at my yearly breakdown

Ran though five times three-hundred racks

Think we lack now you do the maths (Mm-hm)

Stop all that gun chat run back

All of that He say, she say been there done that

Phone my habibti she told me Come back

Who's that Chuck the habad in the man bag bun that

Yuck now they're pourin' out cognac

Bad for the opps but I'm smooth for the ladies

**** then

One day she loves me one day she hates me

But you don't even trust me

So why would you plan on a baby

Slow down hon' you make my pull-out game shaky

Don't pree up 'cause that's my goodums

'Bout to make all my old tings go crazy yo

I'm an elegant driller gyal rate me

Case unsolved I'm an elegant driller

All that pain bought my girl Maison Margiela

Same way I'll splash for a bredda

I beg man don't leave their gyal 'round me

I'll tek her

Gyal stop tryna figure me out

Maybe I'm a driller

You wanna make babies with that elegant figure

Bon appétit I feed my hitter

Case unsolved I'm an elegant driller

All that pain bought my girl Maison Margiela

Same way I'll splash for a bredda

I beg man don't leave their gyal 'round me

I'll tek her

Gyal stop tryna figure me out maybe I'm a driller

You wanna make babies with that elegant figure

Bon appétit I feed my hitter

Ladies and gentlemen

This is world class music from Unknown T

Bon appétit