Incoming by ENYE Lyrics
[VERSE I]
Sommelier
Like fine wines and boat rides
That coast line
That coral reefin
That low tide
Shrimp scampi
The appetizers is calamari
Bronx papi on the Amalfi–
That hot salami
Who fresher than Enye?
Riddle me that
Muggin in Mugler
With that Birkin bag
I might hurt’em bad
With this smirk and brag
But they lurkin ass
Ready to come and drag
Hey!
Wait a minute
You can’t clock the grandfather
That Hublot
The Chopard
Them Graff Diamonds
Ya shit bedazzled– wait
All ya bitches just embezzle
Ain’t one to meddle
But best believe that I won the medal
Get the picture?
Take a couple for options
Leave y’all on read
Like tellin' bitches to stop it
And if they don’t
Now they know
E-N-Y-E
Like they figured out the code
[Chorus:]
Who that new kid
Talking reckless
With that fresh fit
And a couple diamond necklaces?
Wordplay sound irregular
On they jugular
Jugglin all of the phone calls
On his cellular
And when his shit drop
This that old school
With that new school
Soundin like he went to Parsons
Nah!
From that Bronx block
To ya TVs
On the daily
Might as well just call him Carson
[VERSE II]
Bentley with the tints
Don’t gimme no compliments
Tell these chicks to scramble–
No omelettes
But imma let them know
That this just begun
20th Century Fox
Go and get the drums
This that new heat
With the sauce pan
On my salt bae
They be waitin' for the entree
(Nice!)
Do the chef’s kiss
While they eat this
Super seasoned
Leave’em wantin' more like crawfish
Boutta run this shit
Go and get my baton
5K, 8 mile
Turn Slim with the jog
Sweatband
Tracksuit
You know my shit Dap Dan
Low brim, no cap
You know I am that man
No gimmicks, no frauds
My lyrics, my bars
No games, no scrimmage
My name, my image
No ghosts, no help
My clothes, my belt
If I spit it, then I meant it
Leave a mark like I cement it
[Chorus]
Who that new kid
Talking reckless
With that fresh fit
And a couple diamond necklaces?
Wordplay sound irregular
On they jugular
Jugglin all of the phone calls
On his cellular
And when his shit drop
This that old school
With that new school
Soundin like he went to Parsons
Nah!
From that Bronx block
To ya TVs
On the daily
Might as well just call him Carson
Sommelier
Like fine wines and boat rides
That coast line
That coral reefin
That low tide
Shrimp scampi
The appetizers is calamari
Bronx papi on the Amalfi–
That hot salami
Who fresher than Enye?
Riddle me that
Muggin in Mugler
With that Birkin bag
I might hurt’em bad
With this smirk and brag
But they lurkin ass
Ready to come and drag
Hey!
Wait a minute
You can’t clock the grandfather
That Hublot
The Chopard
Them Graff Diamonds
Ya shit bedazzled– wait
All ya bitches just embezzle
Ain’t one to meddle
But best believe that I won the medal
Get the picture?
Take a couple for options
Leave y’all on read
Like tellin' bitches to stop it
And if they don’t
Now they know
E-N-Y-E
Like they figured out the code
[Chorus:]
Who that new kid
Talking reckless
With that fresh fit
And a couple diamond necklaces?
Wordplay sound irregular
On they jugular
Jugglin all of the phone calls
On his cellular
And when his shit drop
This that old school
With that new school
Soundin like he went to Parsons
Nah!
From that Bronx block
To ya TVs
On the daily
Might as well just call him Carson
[VERSE II]
Bentley with the tints
Don’t gimme no compliments
Tell these chicks to scramble–
No omelettes
But imma let them know
That this just begun
20th Century Fox
Go and get the drums
This that new heat
With the sauce pan
On my salt bae
They be waitin' for the entree
(Nice!)
Do the chef’s kiss
While they eat this
Super seasoned
Leave’em wantin' more like crawfish
Boutta run this shit
Go and get my baton
5K, 8 mile
Turn Slim with the jog
Sweatband
Tracksuit
You know my shit Dap Dan
Low brim, no cap
You know I am that man
No gimmicks, no frauds
My lyrics, my bars
No games, no scrimmage
My name, my image
No ghosts, no help
My clothes, my belt
If I spit it, then I meant it
Leave a mark like I cement it
[Chorus]
Who that new kid
Talking reckless
With that fresh fit
And a couple diamond necklaces?
Wordplay sound irregular
On they jugular
Jugglin all of the phone calls
On his cellular
And when his shit drop
This that old school
With that new school
Soundin like he went to Parsons
Nah!
From that Bronx block
To ya TVs
On the daily
Might as well just call him Carson