CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : sh*tty Cheese
Soon as I wake up, I need a eighth
You broke-ass n***as never seen a Wraith
My weed trap spot do a G a day
Got in a high speed chase, threw a P away
My ex b*t*h down for a Visa case
My new b*t*h bad like LisaRaye
Got a big load in, it's a piece of cake
Before I spend, I'm looking for a cheaper rate
This new sh*t drop two fiends already
Took it to the kitchen, hit it with the Macarena
Then I toss it to my cousin like a hot potato
I'ma get it out the mud like a crop, potato
Turn around to the K, I got eightys on
I'm in the bay with Stan and BabyTron
Four cookie piece going for the eighty five
You don't wanna collide with them shady guys
Been threw my heart down the gutter
Put a bag on yo head and call my bounty hunter
If she see me with the roll then I'm bound to f**k her
Steven Adams type sh*t, walk around with thunder
I'm the jugg president, just got elected in
Just shock the clerk with this electric BIN
Devil knocking on the door, I can't let him in
Feel like Wu-Tang Clan with this method, man
Aware of my surroundings like I'm c*ckeye
.30 clip longer than the drive-through at Popeyes
In the cut, clean as hell like peroxide
Yo b*t*h is not a dime, go ahead and drop five
Johnny Cage, get him finished with the chop
Ain't no middle ground, b*t*h, you winning or you not?
I ain't quickscoping when I'm spinning with the Glock
Ain't a post move when I'm spinning down yo block
I ain't never play it fair, I'll choke the ref
Runtz got me flying up like I'm Boba Fett
Pray for the one times I was close to death
Throw that b*t*h out the whip if she don't throw the neck
You broke-ass n***as never seen a Wraith
My weed trap spot do a G a day
Got in a high speed chase, threw a P away
My ex b*t*h down for a Visa case
My new b*t*h bad like LisaRaye
Got a big load in, it's a piece of cake
Before I spend, I'm looking for a cheaper rate
This new sh*t drop two fiends already
Took it to the kitchen, hit it with the Macarena
Then I toss it to my cousin like a hot potato
I'ma get it out the mud like a crop, potato
Turn around to the K, I got eightys on
I'm in the bay with Stan and BabyTron
Four cookie piece going for the eighty five
You don't wanna collide with them shady guys
Been threw my heart down the gutter
Put a bag on yo head and call my bounty hunter
If she see me with the roll then I'm bound to f**k her
Steven Adams type sh*t, walk around with thunder
I'm the jugg president, just got elected in
Just shock the clerk with this electric BIN
Devil knocking on the door, I can't let him in
Feel like Wu-Tang Clan with this method, man
Aware of my surroundings like I'm c*ckeye
.30 clip longer than the drive-through at Popeyes
In the cut, clean as hell like peroxide
Yo b*t*h is not a dime, go ahead and drop five
Johnny Cage, get him finished with the chop
Ain't no middle ground, b*t*h, you winning or you not?
I ain't quickscoping when I'm spinning with the Glock
Ain't a post move when I'm spinning down yo block
I ain't never play it fair, I'll choke the ref
Runtz got me flying up like I'm Boba Fett
Pray for the one times I was close to death
Throw that b*t*h out the whip if she don't throw the neck
