Better Care

Yeah, we Home Chefs, but we can really cook up anywhere Your insurance ain't the best, but do not worry, we got better care Everything is clean before I re-up, I'mma test it there Even better when I let him know his estimate, he shed a tear Yeah, we Home Chefs, but we can really cook up anywhere Your insurance ain't the best, but do not worry, we got better care Everything is clean before I re-up, I'mma test it there Even better when I let him know his estimate, he shed a tear Step back, hit my shot, Dirk Nowitzki with the rock Home Chefs, these ingredients I got could shake the block Chainsaw and a chopstick, I'm playin' Gears of War I'mma let her break my heart because that's what it's really for And I'm PLPD pimpin' cause that's all I could afford There's a line outside the spot, turn my house into a store On the run fuckin' up cause I would never go to court When I die, f*ck a funeral, throw a party with my corpse Test results clean, what you mean you better share I'm headed up north just to breathe better air If the piggies pull me over, I hope they don't check the spare Gas station girls cute, I'm flirtin' with the cashier Tattoo needles foreign beverage with my people I got juice like a beetle, makin' noise with cicadas They can try to degrade us, but I be still gettin' paper Home Chefs 2 bitch, I'm pissin' off the neighbors Yeah, we Home Chefs, but we can really cook up anywhere Your insurance ain't the best, but do not worry, we got better care Everything is clean, before I re-up, I'mma test it there Even better when I let him know his estimate, he shed a tear He never seen ketamine tests this clean, so I just let him stare Upset with me, I'm skatin' in these dunks that cost him 10 a pair Been trappin' since the 7th grade, but rappin' this my 7th year I never thought I'd make it past 27, but bitch, I'm here I shifted gears, got my CPL, won't find no switch in here Stomach sick, I get a sixth sense every time a snitch is near Get out my lane, I'll hit a deer Only time I'm sittin' still, outside his crib while grippin' steel Go home, clean my fingernails Game face at the post office, stay calm and collective while sendin' mail I got the plug on foreign drank, so it gets boring tryna sip a beer And it's f*ck law enforcement, my lips are sealed and I got little ears Rapped 100 bars, about the only batch that he cooked, just to make it crystal clear