Cheesehead

Bitch, I'm countin' up cheese, throwin' plays like I'm Rogers, ayy Every day a good day, rollin' up 3.5 tonkers, I swear to God Talkin' on Smoozy, I'm slidin' with the Uzi Hangin' out the window with the chopper No I ain't goin' on a rant, 35 clip, comin' at you like Durant All the opposition getting stomped like Some ants I'm the milk, I mean mailman, so your bitch mouth get a stamp I'm undefeated, oh, I'm the champ Blunt' sparked like a torch,Soul lit as a lamp James Harden with my left if my right, catch a cramp I'm chosen, blessed, and gifted Mind on the money and that same mission Oh yeah, my soul is soaked with golden ticket divisions Glock with the titty and I really get to tripping I got a trophy, bougie bitch, she either grippin' or licking But if that lobster ain't cooked, then she busy pissin' fitting Out on a quest like the Goonies, I'ma leave the plebs in the dust missing This a couple chapters of my journey, I just hope you listening Got the braces off but my chain still glistening Ayy, alright, let's switch it up best friend,Ben Frank Ayy, ayy, ayy, best friend bein' frank Keep the ratchet on me like clank Yeah, lil' bitch, I was born in the jungle Zippin' up my bape, ready to face ain't no way that I could be tamed Lookin' at my jewelry, chop, spitting, flames Hating on the goat, I don't even know your name I do my scam dance when the money hit the bank If it get a little stormy, I'll adapt to the change I'm really the chosen one that's embedded in my name Bitch, knew the lyrics to my song, I put my foot up on the bed,hey And then she came, dunked on her ass, 06 heat, LeBron James We are not the same, you do not compete Since a little youngin', I was swimmin' in the deep If he run his mouth, pointin' at his feet I'ma make his crusty ass run up and down the street Napkin tucked, bougie eats, oh, and if we down two Imma Larry Bird, hit the three Shrooms enhance the spidey senses so I can see My choppa sick balls, choppa sick balls unless you stand by me If you messin' with the job, WWF, barbed bat swinging at your head to the beat Or I'll make you eat a curb with the crackheads Laced on my two fuckin' feet, size 12, can you see Designer costume on my body, it's North Face and Supreme Young me would think it's crazy What I made in a motherfuckin' week, inspirational You know what I'm sayin' Hey, hey Playing PS2 on the road, straight geeked Hey!