Halloween Yams

[Chorus]
I’m in the kitchen, cooking Halloween yams
Halloween yams, Halloween yams
I’m in the kitchen, cooking Halloween yams
Halloween yams, Halloween yams
All white, light tan, all white, light tan
All white, light tan, Halloween yams
I’m in the kitchen, cooking Halloween yams
Halloween yams, Halloween yams

[Verse]
Halloween yams, I’m plugged, that’s Gucci Mane
Carol City plug, I can get them light tan
Drop it in the pan, whip it till it gets hard
Never made A’s and B’s, but I got street smart
Got the lowest ticket in the hood, call me Wal-Mart
Maggie on fours, yellow juggy, call it Bart
Young Meta, David Blayne, Travis Porter, make it rain
Five dollars for a gram, overseas cocaine
You seen my lifestyle and trap life, I really live it
The other side dark and I threw God, my picture vivid
Ran out of work, no turkey for Thanksgiving
Blame it on myself, now every day, I’m thanks-giving
If you a Christian, they said you can always be forgiven
Late nights in the trap, I made a killing
No more dealing, switched up to a nine-to-five
But like [?], I could still get them pies

[Chorus]
I’m in the kitchen, cooking Halloween yams
Halloween yams, Halloween yams
I’m in the kitchen, cooking Halloween yams
Halloween yams, Halloween yams
All white, light tan, all white, light tan
All white, light tan, Halloween yams
I’m in the kitchen, cooking Halloween yams
Halloween yams, Halloween yams