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Chef Boyardee
144
Hip-Hop/Rap
Chef Boyardee was released on March 20, 2026 by BIGMONEYMISSIONS as a part of the album Mob America 2
album cover
Release DateMarch 20, 2026
LabelBIGMONEYMISSIONS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Hendrick$
King Hendrick$
Vocals
Lil Migo
Lil Migo
Vocals
D Flowers
D Flowers
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D Flowers
D Flowers
Songwriter
koshua hendricks
koshua hendricks
Songwriter
Adarius Smith
Adarius Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
808 Jay
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
You know, yeah
Yeah (808jay)
Aight
Know we speak Chinese, fool
Yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, count two hundred, she broke a nail
The plug keep bringin' me more for sale
Shut down Louis and closed Chanel
They brought champagne, I rolled an L
Some of my ****, they rich off drugs
In that trap my expertise
It's Young Hendo, Chef Boyardee
Put two hundred 'bows in a SRT
Count two hundred, she broke a nail
The plug keep bringin' me more for sale
Shut down Louis and closed Chanel
They brought champagne, I rolled an L
Some of my ****, they rich off drugs
In that trap my expertise
It's Young Hendo, Chef Boyardee
Put two hundred 'bows in a SRT
[Verse 1]
I'm somethin' like the plug, right? They buy it from him or they buy it from me (Buy it from me)
I live a plug life (Plug life), I sell it for high and I buy it for cheap (Buy it for cheap)
Hundred-some bags in the SRT, got a Micro Drac' and a bad lil' freak (Brr)
Two hundred the dash, can't catch up to me (Vroom)
I geek up the motor, it eat up the streets (Skrrt)
Turn up your hustle, go run up the cheese (Uh)
I grinded for this, ****, usin' my feet (Uh)
I'm somethin' like the pilot, I'm takin' my seat (Uh)
A million ain't nothin', it ain't out of reach
Go run up the money 'cause talkin' is cheap
Can't do what I did 'cause **** ain't me
Can't live where I live, my house overseas
My plug 'cross the border, he come from Belize
I can sell it, make a ten first
Before you buy it, I can send first
Connect the cords, make the ends work
I see the hate, know my lens work
Helpin' my ****, my friends first
I'm thankin' the Lord, then I sin worse
I was the one havin' deals before I seen deals
I'm breakin' the pen first, pussy
[Chorus]
Yeah, count two hundred, she broke a nail
The plug keep bringin' me more for sale
Shut down Louis and closed Chanel
They brought champagne, I rolled an L
Some of my ****, they rich off drugs
In that trap my expertise
It's Young Hendo, Chef Boyardee
Put two hundred 'bows in a SRT
Count two hundred, she broke a nail
The plug keep bringin' me more for sale
Shut down Louis and closed Chanel
They brought champagne, I rolled an L
Some of my ****, they rich off drugs
In that trap my expertise
It's Young Hendo, Chef Boyardee
Put two hundred 'bows in a SRT
[Verse 2]
Chef Boyardee Flowers
All my hoes talk to me proper
He ain't never took no bleach showers
I don't go to malls, boutique shopper
I like the ho, she a meat gobbler
She hit the road and I reroute her
Keep a Blackout chopper and a blue dollar
Used to lose my control when I seen oppers
You ain't never walk in the spot and bust down a bag with a 'bow like a piñata
**** pay me for protection to save him a couple of dollars like ShoeLada
I ain't never hated on nada a **** or pillow talk to no punana
Lil' Mighty Joe and Rambo twin towers, that show was too childish
Bro got the chicken like sweet and sour
And my lil' brother just beat a body
He say he 'bout it, then be about it
Stick with that shit like a porta-potty
My player partner want a fee up out her
I ain't no trick, he a Harry Potter
Got a few young **** that pop shit, playin' they role on the team like Iguodala
I don't give a damn if the bitch went to college, she do anything for an evil dollar
I don't gotta stress about goin' platinum, I know damn well that the streets got us
I don't even know why **** bother, they know damn well that we violent
Call a connect and I place your order, I buy a few more if the streets vouchin'
[Chorus]
Yeah, count two hundred, she broke a nail
The plug keep bringin' me more for sale
Shut down Louis and closed Chanel
They brought champagne, I rolled an L
Some of my ****, they rich off drugs
In that trap my expertise
It's Young Hendo, Chef Boyardee
Put two hundred 'bows in a SRT
Count two hundred, she broke a nail
The plug keep bringin' me more for sale
Shut down Louis and closed Chanel
They brought champagne, I rolled an L
Some of my ****, they rich off drugs
In that trap my expertise
It's Young Hendo, Chef Boyardee
Put two hundred 'bows in a SRT
Written by: Adarius Smith, D Flowers, koshua hendricks
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