Cheeze - Lil Gotit, Olah Only

Niggas dying over life

Niggas drying over ice

Fuck all these niggas you know I don’t need em

Got ya bitch treating me like the Beatles

Who got that cheddar cheese and Velveeta

I need a slice

2 hoes 1 night

Double cup on the side

Told baby talk nice I’m upping the price they saying I’m cheating

It’s time to get Queso

We into chasing them bankrolls

Riding round w Barrettas

Pockets full of mozzarella yeah

Pockets Full Of Cheese

All blue hunnits I breath

Your bitch she make her salary from working me

Bitch it’s all business

Judge gave my boy 15 years he took his plead

The real Hood Baby, yea my heart stay up in them streets

Baby ima dog, i ain’t got fleas, naw I don’t need no leash

This bankroll sticky, Mozzarella Cheese

Range Rover I’m Whipping, and it don’t need no key

Gotit talk to em I’m on face

Fucked yo bitch I made her bae

I got racks so family straight

I’m so slime you betta not play

.223 shots at yo face

Knock yo body 8 miles away

These Mike Amaris are okay

Geeked on drugs but shit I’m straight

Niggas dying over life

Niggas drying over ice

Fuck all these niggas you know I don’t need em

Got ya bitch treating me like the Beatles

Who got that cheddar cheese and Velveeta

I need a slice

2 hoes 1 night

Double cup on the side

Told baby talk nice I’m upping the price they saying I’m cheating

It’s time to get Queso

We into chasing them bankrolls

Riding round w Barrettas

Pockets full of mozzarella yeah

Blue strips like blue cheese

I wake up and make a movie

Yung niggas getting that cheese

Stay surrounded by the team

They broke & they mad in they photos I’m cheesing in all my shit

This hoe keep callin my phone, she ain’t trynna call it quits

Smith & Wesson that’s my guardian

Draped over Gucci cardigan

And I double the g’s

Used to have them G’s on the Scale, just like a libra

They spotted me out like a cheetah print

Me & benji so friendly

Please don’t offend me

I do not need a bitch

Window shopping lookin Dingy, Now it’s Givenchy

We bought out the whole store

They called me a looser, now they Bump’n all my music just like a cold sore

Nigggas kill for money what you live for

The realest they been gone

See it’s sad boys on the billboard

I just picked the ghost up

Got Louis V loafers

I walk in the bank pick the dough up

And now I’m reloaded, wit cheese

I’m ready to blow it

Niggas dying over life

Niggas drying over ice

Fuck all these niggas you know I don’t need em

Got ya bitch treating me like the Beatles

Who got that cheddar cheese and Velveeta

I need a slice

2 hoes 1 night

Double cup on the side

Told baby talk nice I’m upping the price they saying I’m cheating

It’s time to get Queso

We into chasing them bankrolls

Riding round w Barrettas

Pockets full of mozzarella yeah