Fix Me A Plate

[Intro: Dom Kennedy]

None of these, can’t touch you

None of these, can’t touch you

None of these

[Verse: Dom Kennedy]

I ain’t ate all day

I told her fix me a plate

I got police on my bumper

Baby momma issues and the streets trying to kill you

But I was born in LA

And it ain’t no escape

If you see Superman he gone look like me

You haven’t had this feeling since Nate Dogg at least

None of these, can’t touch you

You really thought you gone see us lose

Look at the wood Cartier frames

Aye, but I ain’t ate all day

[Verse: Larry June]

I had to make me a plate

Smoke a wood in a shade

Drop her off on the blade

My orange juice cost 8

My Js from 88

You ain’t had this feeling since Short 97’

One button on the coupe roof flying away

I ain’t ate all day

[Verse: Hit Boy]

I had her make me a plate

Never take her serious if she got instafame

Hit Boy go against the grain

Vicious Gang

If just more appealing when I’m on beat

You ain’t had this feeling since Doughboy at least

Swinging all through the lot

All gold on the creek

I’m bringing surf club back when Chilly Chill is free

And that’s on me

Making plays in the huddle

Break on 3

I’m on a peso spree like the cartel

Telly bound sipping Martell

Hotboxing with a thang slapping R.Kells

I tell them play this in the Jeep

You listen to my life when you listen to me

Hustling all day had to dip in the streets

Tell her baby heat up the stove 350 degrees

Cause I ain’t ate all day

[Outro: Dom Kennedy]

I told her fix me a plate

I got police on my bumper

Baby momma issues and the streets trying to kill you

But I was born in LA

And it ain’t no escape

None of these can’t touch you

You really thought you gone see us lose