Lyrics:
Yeah yeah yeah yeah motherfucka ugh
Vice. Verse. ...bitch
Start by saying we ain't in the same catalog,
I'm not another soundcloud rapper after all,
making sure the money stacked higher
(Come a long way, man)
Yeah
(Long way)
(Can't say shit to me anymore, I don't give a)
It's 'bout to, uh
It's 'bout
the hesi (Yeah)
A hit me up
Said he's copping the presi (Yeah)
Stacked up the cheese
Now he's dropping the fetti (Yah)
Ice out the cubans
Them rocks are too
of no return got to flips its on then I stress to myself get more cheese for myself there is no other instance of getting it in its depth i ain't say debt
you couldn't tell by now they wanna be us
Spreading legs and love they follow me like Jesus
Think you know it all but there's a lot to teach us
A lot
growing just call me fern
Hot to the touch im dtr we constantly burn
Aint cooking cant call Ramsay
I'm stuck on A aint no plan B
I'm feeding friends and my
flashes with they cameras, that's how you get caught up in a scandal
My outfit was sick I fed it Campbell's
I always be leading by example
I hopped out
you never did shit for em
Guess the top wasn't meant for em
I refuse to go under with rats they chasin' cheese
In the trap now they stuck out of luck
a
Stop sign nigga.
Picture me being scared of nigga that breathe same air as me
I crazy for the cheese yes I need therapy
Was in a cell by myself the judge
Copping it flip flip flipping it
Now I'm spitting it bar for bar
European whipping it car for car
No doe hoe? You know I say no
I need you like jaws need
Woke up today
Lookin' through my e-mail
It's all triple x
Explicit sex
But I'm not horny
Can't make it stop
The different colored soda pops
Because nazi rocket science too, can bring joy to the world
the war on drugs, this righteous cause
To clear our streets of criminals, now civilized
[Chorus - 2x]
My life is sweet
You could tell by the Benz and the Beamers and the Jeeps
Big wheels, big grills make them say oooh-weee
Custom made
and the twitch can't stop
Can't trust no bitch, should've offed Amanda Knox (ta-ta, ta-ta, ta, ta-ta-ta)
W-Well connected 'cause the hitters stay plugged in
Stop!
Night falls and I'm running in circles (Wohoo Wohoo)
I'm being chased by my imagination (Wohoo Wohoo)
Tell me I'm forgiven say you'll always
at each other like ‘oneymooners
Ohh speakin of which, here they come now look
Off for a few Vera Lynns and a sing-song no less I'd say
Still I can't stand
jason
I come from flint to have a ratchet dog thats drastically basic
I got dreams of coming home to Rih Rih and she asshole naked
Cheese pizza on arrival
chance, she ain't give me
Every time she call me, I laugh
Now I'm just hopin' and wishin'
Got this girl right here, she don't care 'bout my cheese
She
Trail of tears I left behind these beeches ain't shit no lie it hurt
Girl why you hurt
You think I'm lil uzi can't get no vert
Blood sweat and tear I
block
The girls from back in the day that used to say Jetsies
When I had the 'lergies now wanna sex me
Heard through the grapevine that I sell Pepsi
sound when I rap now plus Im never censored
I’m relentless beat you senseless not pretentious I’m eating humble pie guys
Cant prevent this when I vent
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