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[Intro]
Doin' what I gotta do
(Hold up, one more time)
Did it 'cause I got to (Repeat that shit, like what you said?)
(Hold up, one more time)
Makin' cheese and goin' ham (Hold that mofuckin' mop too)
A nigga gettin' bread (Repeat that shit, like what you said?)
"How he still so skinny?" when you know I'm gettin'— (Makin' cheese and goin' ham)
(Told the bitch she a—)
Put that lil' boy in the dirt, ayy

[Chorus]
Hold up, one more time
Repeat that shit, like what you said?
Makin' cheese and goin' ham, a nigga gettin' bread
"How he still so skinny?" when you know I'm gettin' fed
Bitches all up on me and they humpin' on my leg

[Verse 1]
This shit is just business
What about? Man, you a fed
Mind yo' own lil' business
You don't got none? Oh, I feel
I don't like her that much
Told her, “Bitch, just give me head”
Ain't no W-E, it's no you and me, don't get upset
Pullin' up then pushin' off
We empty out the boulevard
I'm hittin' everyone involved
And droppin' bodies in the car
I let the bullet do the talk
Then paramedic do the walk
They send your body somewhere far
I love to see them dead and gone

[Bridge]
Yeah, my chain flaunt
Yeah, my same song
Yeah, my pain dark
You ain't came far
You ain't sayin' none
And bitch, I said wassup
I blow a blunt up in the cut
I tell them niggas, “What you on?”
Yeah, my chain flaunt
Yeah, my same song
Yeah, my pain dark
You ain't came far
You ain't sayin' none
And bitch, I said wassup
I blow a blunt up in the cut
I tell them niggas, “What you on?”

[Verse 2]
Prophetic, my line prophetic
Watch me flex like calisthenics
I'm movin' while you standin'
At your chest just like a pedant
I'm up it while you standard
I suggest you mind your manners
Or end up no appendage
I'm too focused while you famished
Save yourself or get embarrassed
I do more than micromanage
All my bars go hand-in-handin'
Me? The title wasn't granted
Had to steal it like a bandit
I'm in this bitch and now you understand it
For real, hah

[Interlude]
Doin' what I gotta do
Did it ‘cause I got to
Hold the mofuckin' mop too
Told the bitch she a thot too

[Chorus]
Hold up, one more time
Repeat that shit, like what you said?
Makin' cheese and goin' ham, a nigga gettin' bread
"How he still so skinny?" when you know I'm gettin' fed
Bitches all up on me and they humpin' on my leg

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