Impossible Patty

[Intro]

Welcome to Good Burger, home of the good burger

Can I take your order?

And I'll take the double burger with cheese (Haha)

All that for the impossible patty shit, dude

Yo

Vaughn

[Verse 1]

I’m out here lookin' for hell to raise

Fuck about your story, my young niggas'll tear a page

Kardashian road trip, they come through with hella K’s

All we ever wanted in this life was like everything

Ain't duckin' the smoke but we gon' turn 'em to Mary Jane

Pull up they resumes, dumb work

Started pushin' Ed, Edd and Eddy Kane

And I might blow the roof off this bitch for them petty games

DJ Khaled hooks, all you niggas can share the pain

Feels like they droppin' Jordans that nobody buy, mid

Irony all through the tracks, they runnin' out of ideas

Throwin’ jabs and though the chain hang low, you’re not Jibbs

Man, my stomach touch my motherfuckin' ribs

But my Mac don’t touch my motherfuckin' cornbread

I'm off the wall, daddy long legs

Even though my daddy was a cone head

I learned how to cook up soul food to keep my soul fed

'Cause in the dark, my aura glow red like an old shed

Syrup sandwiches before allowances, I balanced it with a beam

And found out about balances from traphouse to palaces

I hustle everyday that’s on the calendar

Stayin' out of dodge but I'm cruisin' through the Challenges

[Interlude]

You know a nigga like me, I love the game, I love the hustle

But these niggas cookin' beyond burgers

Impossible patties

Haha

[Verse 2]

Lil' bitch, I'm Baby Yoda with the bakin' soda

Still poppin' that hot shit that niggas hate us over

Guess they just doin' what they do to try to make the quota

Get it off my chest when it's heavy, bitch, the wait is over

See, I make music for the real niggas, music for the drug dealers

Must be in a food fight, all they do is sub niggas

Took a while but a nigga finally right here

So as I'm scalin' up, I'm peepin' all they crocodile tears

With all they Toy Stories and all they Bo Peeps

I'm black fabric, I hold heat, I'm black magic, you can't see

See, I looked up to the all the Ballas, I crashed out on Grove Street

Treat me like a Scrappy Doo and with the hands, I whoop feet

See, I never played tennis but I'm good on the internet

Rappers turned actors, got the nerve of bein' indirect

I don't get it yet

Just know they bad for business, based on all they past decisions

Spent a band to make 'em twitch like DJ Akademiks

Might die a legend from this verse

Can't peace it up, that ain't how it work

And I still push like givin' birth, just know this body was for the turf

I'm full fledged, I stay alert, I'm from the beach where they don't surf

I'm a YN and I'm too turnt to let these niggas fire first

[Outro]

I mean they let y'all cook

Y'all niggas went in that motherfuckin' kitchen

And brewed up some impossible patties for the young niggas, man

I ain't got time for it, somebody take 'em off of the bartender, goddamn

Don't forget to tip the bartender, my nigga

Don't forget to tip the bartender