G.T. - Conant St. Grill Lyrics

Smerf this yo beat
Call 3138937777
I'm getting hungry
You know how it feel
I'm bout to stop on the 7
Hit Conant Street Grill
Grab me some lamb chops
Pull off in a fast drop
Wit some Red skin mash
Cause they cook em out a glass pot
I gotta go back
Cause my girl want Turkey chops
Or the Pasta with the shrimp on top
You can get Kool aide
Or you can get a pop
Or you can get banana pudding
Or that peach Cobb
That corned beef
Swiss cheese or American
Aye who the chef back there
He a veteran
Vic standing outside
In a Conant Street Letterman
And you aint never ever ever ate there
You hilarious
Ahh

Flying down the mile
And you need something to eat
You might as well go to Conant Street
Grab some wings and fries
I like mine sweet
Or you can grab you a burger
Of the turkey or the beef
Flying down the mile
And you need something to eat
You might as well go to Conant Street
Yea