All about my cheese, my cheddar, ion really fuck with niggas Bought a new gun, a barrel long, ian gotta touch a nigga Food fight buss a nigga Oh you with a couple niggas Ian really worried, cause i got a .30 Lose all respect, put a tech to yo neck He don't want no vest, but coco bout to flex Yeah I fuck with Khaled, but this ain't we the best For that brown paper bag she let me leave it on her chest, aye Niggas tried to take a nigga style, but i'm to versatile I'm riding with a foul, that tech long Fake smiles, fake crowds, I swear I hate niggas Fake niggas, tell my brother gon and face a nigga Wanna see a dead body, hop off in this ride with me, vibe with me Duce papi she tryna slide with me Roll with me, she not a freak don't bring that hoe with me Gotta go and buy some more diamonds, these hoes be gold digging I wear my feelings on my sleeve, sympathy I don't need And before a nigga die, I gotta plant it in yo niece Got a good bitch, made that bih get on her knees And them bitches ion fuck with no more, they can't reach Put yo trust in God, cause ima leave some scars You gon fall in love and ima fall in this new car Say oh, oh, oh, i know you heard about it Lame hoes telling lies to everybody Say my old hoe hang with my old hoe Fuck that bitch, she fucked the switch, ou I had to let you go I let a lot of lame niggas and bitches merge in my lane But they staring through the review cause the youngin going insaneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
