Burrell - Waffle House Lyrics

3AM tick tock
You can get your shit rocked
It's greasy sleazy
But we make it look easy
Hot waffles, hot grits
Don't come here tryna pop shit
That's gon' get you dropped quick
It's the south everybody got a blick
The scene ain't pretty
But the waffles on 10
What's your order don't make me
Ask yo bitch ass again
You might catch a fight
But the prices real right
We got a attitude (Yeah)
Because we slaving all night
It's the Waffle House
We gone keep it straight hood with ya
Waffle House
Until you've tried us ain't nothing good hit ya
Waffle House
3 AM so what's your other options bitch
Waffle House rachet
But we the ones you rockin' with
In my wallet is 1 5 plus 1 10 plus 30 cent
It's not enough to pay the rent but soon well spent
Hop in my Ford Expedition it's riddled with dents
Plus it got vitiligo cause Bama heat does not relent
That mean it's hot as f*ck
Plus my stomach on E
Also on E is my truck
Also on me was a cup
Filled up with brown liquid stuff
I ain't talkin' chocolate milk
Chocolate milk don't hit that rough
But I'm talkin' past tense
Seatbelt fastened
This is the product of a life that ain't gained no traction
This is the product of a dreamer that ain't took no action
This is the product of a hunger that is everlasting
And so I pull up to the Waffle House
Here's my solemn comfort I just need and out
Heart is heavy on the in I scream and shout
Married to these thoughts like I don't need no spouse
It's the Waffle House
We gone keep it straight hood with ya
Waffle House
Until you've tried us ain't nothing good hit ya
Waffle House
3 AM so what's your other options bitch
Waffle House rachet
But we the ones you rockin' with