CheezNDope (Explicit)

808 Mafia

YK

I got cheese ****and a ******' bad *****

Woo

I got pills ****and a Draco with some clips

Woo

I'ma empty every round then I'm reloadin' the clip

Caught your gal out here thottin' ****on that lil' *****

Memphis ******country ******

And we want all the smoke

Uh huh

****with Hector and Gomez

Man we sell all the ****

Uh huh

Call my lawyer Eric Morgan if I do get caught

Eugh

The best lawyer in the world

He gon' get the charges dropped

I got dogs they not strays

Gold teeth I got braids

Money trains ******on they hustle

We try'na get paid

Ching king

Pistol grip 40 on the hip

Shootin' out the muzzle

Bang

Throw your gang sign in the air if you know 'bout the struggle

Money blue like puzzle

Pull that scrap like uh oh

I'ma shoot like fasho

Try me uh no no

All my ******on go go

****12 ****popo

One in the dome from Draco

Head in pieces like puzzle

Eugh ugh

I got cheese h*es and a bunch of ******' ****

I got P's coke and some killers at the door

Hydro ****smoke and a quarter ounce of blow

What you need bro is to ****with your boy

Ayy

Slidin' down 240 then got off on Earl Ways

Trap

Headin' to the hood where whole things for sale man

Trap

You wanna P or a ***********' bill man

Trap

When you pass the corner store just make a left man

Trap

I'm on Boar Street

Trap

80 P's a week

Trap

******runnin' in and out that's how you know it's me

Trap

Burglar bars on every window on the house

Like who that right there

Ain't nothing in here but a scale and a couch

Yeah yeah

N*******s ridin' down the street oh s**t

God d**n

I grabbed the money

Went and threw it over the fence

Go next door

Too much money this s**t got me paranoid

Yeah yeah

These ******dummies man don't make me send them boys

Yeah

South Memphis youngin' you know how I'm comin'

I been gettin' money turn nothin' into somethin'

Yeah

Phone line jumpin'

Brrt

They booking' me constantly

Okay

'Cause this young *****hotter than a ******' oven

Hot hot hot

Chillin' with your auntie

Ayy

Smokin' on some onion

Yah

Her a*s fat like an onion

Yah

Head bomb atomic

Whoa

Ridin' 'round town in a brand new foreign

S**t

Then I got bored put some Forgiattos on it

Yeah

I be Gucci'd down but I'm still wearing' Jordans

Yeah

I be iced out *****my neck cost a fortune

Uh

I been ballin' out I just came back from tourin'

Yeah

And linked up with Pat 'cause he said he got some more

I got cheese h*es and a bunch of ******' ****

I got P's coke and some killers at the door

Hydro ****smoke and a quarter ounce of blow

What you need bro is to ****with your boy