Cheesecake

[Intro: Lil Keed & Future]

(Wheezy Outta Here)

Yeah, I jus, I jus, I jus, I jus

I just took a whole pill

This shit got me horny

Pockets on cheesecake, pockets macaroni

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

I just bought a Rollie

Young Slime, they pullin' up with sticks and they stolen

I just told slime, if he ain’t wit’ it then let’s roll em’

No poker chip, I’m all in

All these blunts, they real right

Got hoes like human traffickin’

And we smokin’ Runts, with a cake and some Biscott

Shooters, they don’t play bout money

They will loose they kind about it

We get wide body, yeah

We can slide bout it, yeah

Wе gon’ die bout it, have a YSL riot

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]

You ain’t gon’ shoot nun, why y’all niggas lyin’ bout it

In this wide body, I’m geekеd out, I don’t see nobody, yeah

And these bars are authentic

I ain’t spend no time with it, I know she a thot hoe

(Wheezy Outta Here)

I ain’t spend no time in it

I ain’t got time to play, I went and got a chain

Went and got the watches, went and got the fame

Went and got a backend, ain’t got time to play

Took this rap shit serious and it left me paid

I don’t leave drugs, guns or money round

Boy you Swippa the Fox

Chopstick, same size as a door, they gon’ knock

Yeah, I just stuffed my dick up in her mouth and watch it lock

I’m a slimeball, invite you to the trenches and get you knocked

He was pillow talkin’ to these hoes, ya I got him knocked

Yeah I set em’ up with my hoe, then I got em’ knocked

Don’t believe em’ baby, he be cappin’, he a narc

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

I just bought a Rollie

Young Slime, they pullin' up with sticks and they stolen

I just told slime, if he ain’t wit’ it then let’s roll em’

No poker chip, I’m all in

All these blunts, they real right

Got hoes like human traffickin’

And we smokin’ Runts, with a cake and some Biscott

Shooters, they don’t play bout money

They will loose they kind about it

We get wide body, yeah

We can slide bout it, yeah

We gon’ die bout it, have a YSL riot

[Verse 2: LNF Willie]

What you tell em’

Heard they killed yo’ partner nigga, you ain’t gon’ slide bout it? (You ain’t gon’ slide?)

Pullin’ up in brand new coupes, this a wide body (This a wide body)

You can’t get in, this a two-tone, YSL party (YSL)

Bitch come out them panties (Yeah)

Bitch, gon’ drop them drawls (Yeah)

She want a young nigga with them loads, she know I got it

All this gold around my neck look like some fuckin’ piss

Pullin’ up to get my rocks off real quick (On God)

Pullin’ on a lot of paper tags or brand new shit (Skrr)

All this ice around my neck look like a freezer (Freeze)

All these bad bitches round me, like a it was a [?] (Yeah)

Still on Blevleand (On Blevleeand)

Pockets extra cheesy (Yeah)

Told that bitch begone, I just want her for the weekend (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

I just bought a Rollie

Young Slime, they pullin' up with sticks and they stolen

I just told slime, if he ain’t wit’ it then let’s roll em’

No poker chip, I’m all in

All these blunts, they real right

Got hoes like human traffickin’

(Wheezy Outta Here)

And we smokin’ Runts, with a cake and some Biscott

Shooters, they don’t play bout money

They will loose they kind about it

We get wide body, yeah

We can slide bout it, yeah

We gon’ die bout it, have a YSL riot