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

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