Cheese, cheddar Get your money up, nigga
Word on the street, I get to it That ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor , make her ass clap like applause 40th floor, count up all the profit and
Go Get em for the cheap, sell em for the high and reload
I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bows
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
Green everywhere, you would start to think I was vegan
F*ck with real pressure, make em double back, they be fiendin
Got my handles up, you know some niggas be reachin
Slide through the trap like hockey, ain't no off season
Word on the street, I get to it That ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor, make her ass clap like applause 40th floor, count up all the profit and
Go Get em for the cheap, sell em for the high and
Reload, I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bowls
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
Forty flows up, with your favorite slut in the bed
I just counted up a ten while she givin' me head
Bust a nut, finish my wood, then it's back to the bread
Supply the products, set the price, whatever it is, they gon' pay it
I built this shit, franklin saint brick by brick
And I been locked in, like a nigga on punishment
I'm a boss man, baby, I'ma talk my shit
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
40th floor, plug came and drop off the load
Smile on my face, I know I'm finna run up some more
Band man, band man, I ain't talkin', kevo
Once you learn the art of hustle, then that shit on the floor
You can ride with me, baby, but it's risky
Hop up in this car and see exactly how I'm livin
Put it in my hands, guarantee that I can tip it
You can ask around town, they gon' tell you I'm that nigga
Word on the street, I get to it, that ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor, make her ass clap like applause
40th floor, count up all the profit and go
Get em for the cheap, sell him for the high, and reload
I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bows
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
40ty floor, plug cam and drop off the load
Smile on my face, I know I'm finna run up some more
Band man, band man, I ain't talkin', kevo
Once you learn the art of hustle, then that shit on the floor
I'm a boss man, baby, I'ma talk my shit
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
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Cheese, cheddar Get your money up, nigga
Word on the street, I get to it That ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor , make her ass clap like applause 40th floor, count up all the profit and
Go Get em for the cheap, sell em for the high and reload
I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bows
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
Green everywhere, you would start to think I was vegan
F*ck with real pressure, make em double back, they be fiendin
Got my handles up, you know some niggas be reachin
Slide through the trap like hockey, ain't no off season
Word on the street, I get to it That ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor, make her ass clap like applause 40th floor, count up all the profit and
Go Get em for the cheap, sell em for the high and
Reload, I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bowls
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
Forty flows up, with your favorite slut in the bed
I just counted up a ten while she givin' me head
Bust a nut, finish my wood, then it's back to the bread
Supply the products, set the price, whatever it is, they gon' pay it
I built this shit, franklin saint brick by brick
And I been locked in, like a nigga on punishment
I'm a boss man, baby, I'ma talk my shit
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
40th floor, plug came and drop off the load
Smile on my face, I know I'm finna run up some more
Band man, band man, I ain't talkin', kevo
Once you learn the art of hustle, then that shit on the floor
You can ride with me, baby, but it's risky
Hop up in this car and see exactly how I'm livin
Put it in my hands, guarantee that I can tip it
You can ask around town, they gon' tell you I'm that nigga
Word on the street, I get to it, that ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor, make her ass clap like applause
40th floor, count up all the profit and go
Get em for the cheap, sell him for the high, and reload
I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bows
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
40ty floor, plug cam and drop off the load
Smile on my face, I know I'm finna run up some more
Band man, band man, I ain't talkin', kevo
Once you learn the art of hustle, then that shit on the floor
I'm a boss man, baby, I'ma talk my shit
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
Word on the street, I get to it That ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor , make her ass clap like applause 40th floor, count up all the profit and
Go Get em for the cheap, sell em for the high and reload
I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bows
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
Green everywhere, you would start to think I was vegan
F*ck with real pressure, make em double back, they be fiendin
Got my handles up, you know some niggas be reachin
Slide through the trap like hockey, ain't no off season
Word on the street, I get to it That ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor, make her ass clap like applause 40th floor, count up all the profit and
Go Get em for the cheap, sell em for the high and
Reload, I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bowls
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
Forty flows up, with your favorite slut in the bed
I just counted up a ten while she givin' me head
Bust a nut, finish my wood, then it's back to the bread
Supply the products, set the price, whatever it is, they gon' pay it
I built this shit, franklin saint brick by brick
And I been locked in, like a nigga on punishment
I'm a boss man, baby, I'ma talk my shit
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
40th floor, plug came and drop off the load
Smile on my face, I know I'm finna run up some more
Band man, band man, I ain't talkin', kevo
Once you learn the art of hustle, then that shit on the floor
You can ride with me, baby, but it's risky
Hop up in this car and see exactly how I'm livin
Put it in my hands, guarantee that I can tip it
You can ask around town, they gon' tell you I'm that nigga
Word on the street, I get to it, that ain't no lie
Serve them through the ring, we ain't gotta see eye to eye
Rich nigga shit, f*ck a model bitch in the sky
40th floor, make her ass clap like applause
40th floor, count up all the profit and go
Get em for the cheap, sell him for the high, and reload
I ain't talkin' bout no gifts when I'm rappin' bout bows
Let the cheese stack for so long, it start to grow mold
40ty floor, plug cam and drop off the load
Smile on my face, I know I'm finna run up some more
Band man, band man, I ain't talkin', kevo
Once you learn the art of hustle, then that shit on the floor
I'm a boss man, baby, I'ma talk my shit
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
I'm a boss man, baby, f*ck with me, you get rich
Writer: BLACK OSAMA, TYMON SCOTT
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid