QUESO

[Intro] I need that fetti, boy I need that dinero, that fuckin' peso, nigga The euro, all that shit, boy I'm tryna eat Don't expect shit from me 'cause I don't expect shit from you But that fuckin' bank, nigga I need that cheese, that bread, right now [Verse 1] I might fight fire with fire and hell hot than a bitch And I be feelin' this spot to put some weight on my wrist I need a constant vacation full of pussy and bliss And get the love I was chasin', but that shit don't exist I'm high as fuck off this life, inebriated in tears 'Cause I been seein' the light and this reflect my fears I wanna die every night, but every day that I'm here I realize niggas couldn’t touch if they tried [Chorus] Okay I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese I need the paper, the feta, I need the green I need it now, right now, bitch, I can't wait If you comin' next week, bitch, that's too late I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese I need the paper, the feta, I need the green I need it now, right now, bitch, I can't wait If you comin' next week, bitch, that's too late [Verse 2] Niggas tryna knock me off my pivot foot, I feel that Double D make sure your cap secure before I peel that Need a meal ticket, still trippin' where the grill at? If my heels slip I heelflip until the rim crack Spittin' crack rock on the empty stomach Fuck it though, the bitches love it Conversation, I'm the subject, speakin' on my name in public Jody, these niggas must not know me Wait 'til I speak my mind Need a billy for niggas who see me Milly Rock before I hit my Diddy Bop Nigga keepin' Fendi with me, horse and my city rock Who put up a fifty pop? Shit like this got fifty pop I know these niggas mad, they wanna hit me in my Kenny Spot Nigga, I treat a lyric like an option, nigga No disrespect, just don't forget I got it proper, nigga Cookin' Betty Crocker off my rocker, I'ma pop it, nigga Halfway off the Porch, got ANRs, tryna talk to niggas They tyin' up the phone lines, it's go time Niggas gon' be quotin' this like K-Dot's control line Used to wait for shit, now we pull up and we control lines Bitch, I need that Swiss, the cheddar, [?], the provolone [?] [Chorus] Okay I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese I need the paper, the feta, I need the green I need it now, right now, bitch, I can't wait If you comin' next week, bitch, that's too late I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese I need the paper, the feta, I need the green I need it now, right now, bitch, I can't wait If you comin' next week, bitch, that's too late I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese I need the paper, the feta, I need the green I need it now, right now, bitch, I can't wait If you comin' next week, bitch, that's too late Yeah