Yuh, aye
Yuh, aye, woah
Woah, woah, woah
If you bring me off some bread, I'll pay you back with cheddar (cheese)
So dripped I changed the weather, wrist so cold I need a sweater
I'm smoking hella gas, I'm counting all this cash
My shawty really bad, my cop her a new bag I'm pulling off the tag, I'm whipping in the
Jag This nigga really mad, I put him on the track
Whole team they got my back, I make her bend it back
I'm dressed up men in black, this nigga hang with rats
I'm counting up the racks, I want this hoe that's fax
So I took her on a date, and I was really late
Put some steak up on the plate, and she was looking great
Had to tell the waiter away, cause we was saving room for dessert
And you know that we got some cheesecake Yeah my bitch, she be creamy like a cheesecake
F*ck, I just balled out for some cheesecake Wait, but she let me jump up in the lake
Cross a nigga up like 2K Just like Kobe, I be scoring every time I
Ball Way ahead of y'all, I swear I'm from the
Future Yo bitch getting dick we listening to future
Got the Quavo in my cup, and I'm seeing double
And I know you like to party, so I made it double
Yeah, ayy, had to pop the bubble She be giving nice face, took me out of space
Took me out of space Took me out the world, take her to my car Yeah we going far, yeah the world is ours
Counting all the stars, playing all the cards Tell me all your scars, this ain't Tit for Tat
Break you like kit kat, hit you with a bat
Knock a nigga back, smoking on that thrax You can't hold a pack, you should cut back
My niggas cut back, yeah, ayy We gon' pull up like some goons
Pull up in that Audi and you know we bumping tunes
All my niggas raining you would think it's a monsoon
Yeah, all my bitches got that fye they'll sweep you like a broom
Yeah, anyways, this some cool shit This some cool shit, I had to express this
Shit real quick You know we dropping shit, more and more
Shit 2025, more and more shit, I'm telling y'all
We on the come up, like chains, necklace, shirt
All that shit bout to be gold, on God
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Yuh, aye
Yuh, aye, woah
Woah, woah, woah
If you bring me off some bread, I'll pay you back with cheddar (cheese)
So dripped I changed the weather, wrist so cold I need a sweater
I'm smoking hella gas, I'm counting all this cash
My shawty really bad, my cop her a new bag I'm pulling off the tag, I'm whipping in the
Jag This nigga really mad, I put him on the track
Whole team they got my back, I make her bend it back
I'm dressed up men in black, this nigga hang with rats
I'm counting up the racks, I want this hoe that's fax
So I took her on a date, and I was really late
Put some steak up on the plate, and she was looking great
Had to tell the waiter away, cause we was saving room for dessert
And you know that we got some cheesecake Yeah my bitch, she be creamy like a cheesecake
F*ck, I just balled out for some cheesecake Wait, but she let me jump up in the lake
Cross a nigga up like 2K Just like Kobe, I be scoring every time I
Ball Way ahead of y'all, I swear I'm from the
Future Yo bitch getting dick we listening to future
Got the Quavo in my cup, and I'm seeing double
And I know you like to party, so I made it double
Yeah, ayy, had to pop the bubble She be giving nice face, took me out of space
Took me out of space Took me out the world, take her to my car Yeah we going far, yeah the world is ours
Counting all the stars, playing all the cards Tell me all your scars, this ain't Tit for Tat
Break you like kit kat, hit you with a bat
Knock a nigga back, smoking on that thrax You can't hold a pack, you should cut back
My niggas cut back, yeah, ayy We gon' pull up like some goons
Pull up in that Audi and you know we bumping tunes
All my niggas raining you would think it's a monsoon
Yeah, all my bitches got that fye they'll sweep you like a broom
Yeah, anyways, this some cool shit This some cool shit, I had to express this
Shit real quick You know we dropping shit, more and more
Shit 2025, more and more shit, I'm telling y'all
We on the come up, like chains, necklace, shirt
All that shit bout to be gold, on God
Yuh, aye, woah
Woah, woah, woah
If you bring me off some bread, I'll pay you back with cheddar (cheese)
So dripped I changed the weather, wrist so cold I need a sweater
I'm smoking hella gas, I'm counting all this cash
My shawty really bad, my cop her a new bag I'm pulling off the tag, I'm whipping in the
Jag This nigga really mad, I put him on the track
Whole team they got my back, I make her bend it back
I'm dressed up men in black, this nigga hang with rats
I'm counting up the racks, I want this hoe that's fax
So I took her on a date, and I was really late
Put some steak up on the plate, and she was looking great
Had to tell the waiter away, cause we was saving room for dessert
And you know that we got some cheesecake Yeah my bitch, she be creamy like a cheesecake
F*ck, I just balled out for some cheesecake Wait, but she let me jump up in the lake
Cross a nigga up like 2K Just like Kobe, I be scoring every time I
Ball Way ahead of y'all, I swear I'm from the
Future Yo bitch getting dick we listening to future
Got the Quavo in my cup, and I'm seeing double
And I know you like to party, so I made it double
Yeah, ayy, had to pop the bubble She be giving nice face, took me out of space
Took me out of space Took me out the world, take her to my car Yeah we going far, yeah the world is ours
Counting all the stars, playing all the cards Tell me all your scars, this ain't Tit for Tat
Break you like kit kat, hit you with a bat
Knock a nigga back, smoking on that thrax You can't hold a pack, you should cut back
My niggas cut back, yeah, ayy We gon' pull up like some goons
Pull up in that Audi and you know we bumping tunes
All my niggas raining you would think it's a monsoon
Yeah, all my bitches got that fye they'll sweep you like a broom
Yeah, anyways, this some cool shit This some cool shit, I had to express this
Shit real quick You know we dropping shit, more and more
Shit 2025, more and more shit, I'm telling y'all
We on the come up, like chains, necklace, shirt
All that shit bout to be gold, on God
Writer: Makyah Hayes
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