[Eric Bellinger & Jim Jones] Filet mignon since we been on Private flights, I´m never wrong
I wrote this song, now bitch, I´m on Filet mignon, filet mignon Took off her thong, I grabbed her pon´ Then moved along, filet mignon I wrote this song, I´m never wrong Filet mignon, filet mignon
[Jim Jones] She said she feelin´ like a Ruth Chris night (Oh yeah?) Had one better, Ruth Chris on a flight (Nice) Share one charter, two trips for the night (Facts) I´m a stand up nigga, but my coupe sittin´ right (Right), uh Told her butterfly my filet mignon (Mignon) She said she had that WAP like it´s Evian (Nasty) You know I ate the box until my plate was gone
Hoppin´ out the drop, all my plates was gone (Skrrt) Shit, I´m drivin´ ´round with them paper joints (Joints) I used to sell that wet just to make a point (You see that?) I´m still gettin´ illy with that cash spread The shit I´m tryna read, double-Cs is what her bag said (Oh, you bad, ain´t you?) She be on Bal Harbour when she at the Regis (Ooh) I be on the jet tryna speak to Jesus (Come pray for me) I dropped fifty down in Mazza for a piece, on Jesus I make a baby with that coke like it´s in the fetus
[Eric Bellinger & Fabolous]
Filet mignon since we been on Private flights, I´m never wrong I wrote this song, now bitch, I´m on Filet mignon, filet mignon (Capo, what we doin´?) Took off her thong, I grabbed her pon´ (It´s no more beef, 2021) Then moved along, filet mignon (I mean, it´s less beef, more broccoli) I wrote this song, I´m never wrong Filet mignon, filet mignon (Ha, what beef?)
[Fabolous] Like, for real, what´s beef? (Huh?) Filet mignon (Uh-huh) I surf my turf (Yeah) filleting prawns (Ooh) The wave been strong (Look), my eighths King Kong (Look) Your cards was dealt, you played them wrong (Nigga)
Now when I pulled up, valet them jawns Them Rolls-Royce coupes (Royce coupes), the Wraiths and Dawns (Uh-huh) The wait´s been long (Uh-huh), the play´s been drawn (Woo) I´m back to tear the streets up ´til the pavement´s gone, look The ones with cash flow go to Mastro´s Recession-proof bitches hit the Ruth Chris´ My rich hoes up in Del Frisco´s And if I meet a cougar, we do Peter Luger Yeah, I got the most at stake These salt baes throwin´ salt, but it´s ´posed to shake Shorty never read the comments ´cause it´s mostly hate That´s why she´ll post her plate but never post her date
[Eric Bellinger] Filet mignon since we been on Private flights, I´m never wrong I wrote this song, now bitch, I´m on Filet mignon, filet mignon Took off her thong, I grabbed her pon´ Then moved along, filet mignon I wrote this song, I´m never wrong Filet mignon, filet mignon