Lyrics Sweet.Potato.Pie - Keenan the First

(Ay!) Donald Trump can catch a fade

Oh my God I need a raise
In the hood like triple K's
I really got the sauce
You see the A1 dripping off of my mistakes (ooh)
Denim jeans wit some J's
100 on the interstate
On my momma is it hating if they hate my DNA?
I keep it coming no ETA
Fam! (oo oo)
I been hanging wit some goats
While you sucking on a roach
I'm burning bread and making toasts
I been going toe-to-toe with millionaires on Fairfax to stand up for the culture
Funny how the only time you standing up is when you telling jokes
And then you tripping when you getting roasted
I been on the phone negotiating
Making deals and procreating
I'm worth a hundred thousand million
Exposure's not a valid form of compensation for me
Holding my city down like i'm tryna make it drown
Sink or swim you better make it homie
Fam! (oo oo)
We had legends coming out of Jimmy Lee
My homies stay in Frogtown
Twin Cities check my symmetry
I'm on Lyndale at the UpDown
I'm pulling up like I'm a hit a 3
And they got my 6 like a touchdown (ay)

Don't get so salty, eat some sweet potato pie
Probably die of diabetes, eating sweet potato pie
Chicken, greens, mac and cheese, and a sweet potato pie
That's the recipe my mama gave me from the bloodline like

All my ancestors chilling eating sweet potato pie
I'll never take some pumpkin over, sweet potato pie
For my grandma, grandpa, auntie, uncle
I'm a, take, more than a, slice

Tomi Lahren, she can catch a fade

Like Odell Beckham with the fingers
Trevor Noah had you eating jabs
Like a a cheating baby mom on Jerry Springer
I got people really moving for me
We be pulling 365s like a group of seniors
You just do what you can, that's only 12 fl. oz
We gon need at least a couple leaders like, Fam! (oo oo)
Welcome to the revolution
It ain't quiet it's acoustic
I'm just tryna be like cupid
Staring in the face of snakes, double-sided like a q-tip
I stay breaded like a cake
You got allergies to gluten
I be sober dreaming lucid, while I'm sleep I'm still awake
You rappers get ate like an ocho
You can get eight from the four-four
Wait, I'm cupid, I made you way to emotional
Shades on like Rocky Rococo that's straight from the logo
I'm switching lanes on Desoto
Only get paid on the mobile, I stay out in NoHo
I'm elevating the promos like Andre 3K verse on Solo (ah!)
Fam! (oo, oo) We had legends coming out the Dinkytowner
Fried chicken out of Hickory Hut
I'm indebted to you Central High
Swear to God I keep on coming up
I'm pulling off like I just got my Ls
So my city finally get the dub (hey!)

Don't get so salty, eat some sweet potato pie
Probably die of diabetes, eating sweet potato pie
Chicken, greens, mac and cheese, and a sweet potato pie
That's the recipe my mama gave me from the bloodline like

All my ancestors chilling eating sweet potato pie
I'll never take some pumpkin over, sweet potato pie
For my grandma, grandpa, auntie, uncle
I'm a take more than a slice

Craig Bohl, you can catch a fade
Donald Trump can catch a
(Ay!) Donald Trump can catch a fade
(Ay! Ay!) Donald Trump can catch a, fade