Cheddar

Song

Cheddar

Jazz Cartier · The Fleur Print · 2021 · 2:57

Lyrics

Yeah (what you waiting for?) I can't carry no baggage, flights from London to Paris So when I talk 'bout them bands Baby, I don't mean no marriage Got no time for excuses, like my name Nike, I do it If you broke and still complaining, nigga (What you waitin' for? Get that cheddar) The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze All I ever needed was the (cheddar) The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze All I ever needed was the (cheddar) Cha-ching, Chrome Hearts in my sleeve, all my niggas gon' eat All I ever needed was the (cheddar) The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze All I ever needed was the (cheddar) (yeah) I was broke, with dream, that ain't they make on me Turned they back on me, now they back on me I don't smoke, I dream, keep that yak on me Black on black my V, got no GPS or 'matic, shift that (skrrt, skrrt) I can't trust nobody, no friend or foe (yeah) Yeah, paintin' all my seats, so I can see them go (see them go) Ooh, grindin' like I'm posted in the freezin' cold (yeah) I let you see the highs (yeah), I let you feel the lows (yeah) Ooh, I can't even call Lantz up Me and Ivan haven't spoken since he got his plans cut I been takin' chances, mama need a mansion Tryna get my bands up, nigga (What you waitin' for? Just get that cheddar) The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze All I ever needed was the (cheddar) The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze All I ever needed was the (cheddar) Cha-ching, Chrome Hearts in my sleeve, all my niggas gonna eat All I ever needed was the (cheddar) The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze All I ever needed was the (cheddar) (yeah) The cheese, first they ain't believe, now they want a piece On me 'cause I got The cheese, blow it, watch you leave Stressin' 'bout the dollar 'til it put my mind at ease for the Yeah, for that You hear me? So, it ain't 'bout your looks Ain't about how you present yourself It's when a motherfucker find out who you really are (Oh, oh my God, that's him) You hear me? (Yeah, bitch it's me) (Yeah) that's right You see what I'm sayin'? It not about tryna out-do somebody It's about helping each other out, man (facts) That's how White people survive all the time, y'all You know what I mean Damn, look at this bitch right here, yo 'Cause if you say to a woman "Scuse me, 'scuse me, 'scuse me, 'scuse me miss, 'scuse me" And she doesn't turn around, guess what A-ha, she doesn't wanna talk to yo' ass

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