[Verse 1]
Such a sturdy, sturdy little kitchen thing
Rounded edge, got no point, but you still bring
That smooth, soft glide on my toast at night
Ain't no slicing, but you spreading just right
No serration, but still, you’re a thrill
Can’t chop a steak, but you butter with skill
From peanut butter to a jam delight
Ain't no rush, take your time, keep it light

[Pre-Chorus]
I can feel—too much butter ain't enough
You're always there to soften up
When my toast gets rough, I was lost, now I’m found
Ever since you been around
You the kitchen tool I trust, so yo, I’m putting it down

[Chorus]
Come my cutlery, come-come my cutlery
You're my butter knife, kinda lazy
Come my cutlery, come-come my cutlery
You spread real nice, but you ain't so crazy

[Verse 2]
I don’t deserve you, unless it’s some kind of blessing
To have a knife so harmless, yet still impressing
I used to think sharpness was key
But now I see, ain't no need to be deadly
My lifestyle’s wild, I was chopping like a mad child
Until I met you and you smoothed me out in style
So yo, what’s happening now?
I see my toast golden brown
And you gliding with grace, spreading joy all around

[Chorus]
Come my cutlery, come-come my cutlery
You're my butter knife, kinda lazy
Come my cutlery, come-come my cutlery
You spread real nice, but you ain't so crazy

[Bridge]
Hey sugar mama, grab a loaf with me
The smartest thing I ever did was keep you clean
Whatever tickles your fancy
Butter, jam, Nutella, even cream cheese
So gentle, kinda clumsy, never lethal
Ain’t a steak knife, but still, you my people
You make my life complete, every bite, every slice
So butter knife, this one’s for you—spread it real nice

[Spoken] "Yo, pass the toast… Yeah, that's the stuff."*

[Outro Chorus]
Come my cutlery, come-come my cutlery
You're my butter knife, kinda lazy
Come my cutlery, come-come my cutlery
You spread real nice, but you ain't so crazy