Bitch I f*ck a check up at the dollar tree
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
Sniffle and give it a shot
Spittin' it sick with the snot
Been tryna' piss in a pot
Bitch I am lit like a watt
Critical hit with a chop
Thunder attack when I hop
On a beat that I do wanna cop
Bitch, I'm the cream of the crop
Dammit I hit it so savagely
Ain't gon' run out of batteries
Duracell up in my cranium
No wonder I hit it so rabidly
Foam at the mouth, I don't get out the house
Imma lose all my sanity, tragedy
Drop all your doubts, I'm a king with the crown
I decree "kill the game with my cavalry"
Bitch I f*ck a check up at the dollar tree
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
Sinners are born with a talent of winnin
And you know I'm losin' the battle
Runnin my mouth at 1000 per hour then
Startin the beef with the cattle
Stoppin' 'em dead in they tracks
Killin' 'em dead with the facts
They know that I'm a producer
And all of them pussies' the cast
Come in the game with a mask
Fakin' and makin' it fast
Stay in your lane while I pass
Almost got fame in my grasp
Choke-hold, hundred-fold
What I'm tryna' amass
So cold, winter gold
Ice in the form of a rap
Bitch I f*ck a check up at the dollar tree
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
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Bitch I f*ck a check up at the dollar tree
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
Sniffle and give it a shot
Spittin' it sick with the snot
Been tryna' piss in a pot
Bitch I am lit like a watt
Critical hit with a chop
Thunder attack when I hop
On a beat that I do wanna cop
Bitch, I'm the cream of the crop
Dammit I hit it so savagely
Ain't gon' run out of batteries
Duracell up in my cranium
No wonder I hit it so rabidly
Foam at the mouth, I don't get out the house
Imma lose all my sanity, tragedy
Drop all your doubts, I'm a king with the crown
I decree "kill the game with my cavalry"
Bitch I f*ck a check up at the dollar tree
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
Sinners are born with a talent of winnin
And you know I'm losin' the battle
Runnin my mouth at 1000 per hour then
Startin the beef with the cattle
Stoppin' 'em dead in they tracks
Killin' 'em dead with the facts
They know that I'm a producer
And all of them pussies' the cast
Come in the game with a mask
Fakin' and makin' it fast
Stay in your lane while I pass
Almost got fame in my grasp
Choke-hold, hundred-fold
What I'm tryna' amass
So cold, winter gold
Ice in the form of a rap
Bitch I f*ck a check up at the dollar tree
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
Sniffle and give it a shot
Spittin' it sick with the snot
Been tryna' piss in a pot
Bitch I am lit like a watt
Critical hit with a chop
Thunder attack when I hop
On a beat that I do wanna cop
Bitch, I'm the cream of the crop
Dammit I hit it so savagely
Ain't gon' run out of batteries
Duracell up in my cranium
No wonder I hit it so rabidly
Foam at the mouth, I don't get out the house
Imma lose all my sanity, tragedy
Drop all your doubts, I'm a king with the crown
I decree "kill the game with my cavalry"
Bitch I f*ck a check up at the dollar tree
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
Sinners are born with a talent of winnin
And you know I'm losin' the battle
Runnin my mouth at 1000 per hour then
Startin the beef with the cattle
Stoppin' 'em dead in they tracks
Killin' 'em dead with the facts
They know that I'm a producer
And all of them pussies' the cast
Come in the game with a mask
Fakin' and makin' it fast
Stay in your lane while I pass
Almost got fame in my grasp
Choke-hold, hundred-fold
What I'm tryna' amass
So cold, winter gold
Ice in the form of a rap
Bitch I f*ck a check up at the dollar tree
I gotta be
The cheapest muhf*cka that you've ever seen
Don't mess with me
I desperately been tryna' find
The recipe
'Cuz we ain't really eatin homie
We just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
We spendin' less out of necessity
We clippin' hella bands of paper pieces
For the specials, see
My wallet never dippin' with the
Hundreds or the density
So when I see your dividends
My eyes are drippin' jealousy
Writer: Jacob Copelin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid