I drank it all in one big sip
And hadn’t eaten all day sis
I ain’t been the same since
But I know you know
How cold it can get
How that brain freeze hit
But believe this
This too shall pass y’all
For now just pass the sauce

All this pain gon turn to plates
All these long days just been the entrée
Like parmesan I put that on everything
We on our way

Like a sneaker without the logo
When we kick it
We still the same on the low though
On the very low

Like a Polo head
On the low I swear
We gon prevail
On the low though 
On the very low

All them forks in the road
They’re very old
And that cutlery pure gold
Get your cutlery
This is all you can fucking eat now
This that hunting and gathering
For the team now
Any day now
We gon hit that buffet like
The salty and the sweet
Until we laid out
All this pain gon turn to plates
All these long days just been the entrée
Like parmesan I put that on everything
We on our way
Like a sneaker without the logo
When we kick it
We still the same on the low though
On the very low

Like a Polo head
On the low I swear
I know we gon prevail
On the low though
On the very low