Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cheeze, artist - Lil Gotit.
Date of issue: 05.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cheeze |
Niggas dying over life |
Niggas drying over ice |
Fuck all these niggas you know I don’t need em |
Got ya bitch treating me like the Beatles |
Who got that cheddar cheese and Velveeta |
I need a slice |
2 hoes 1 night |
Double cup on the side |
Told baby talk nice I’m upping the price they saying I’m cheating |
It’s time to get Queso |
We into chasing them bankrolls |
Riding round w Barrettas |
Pockets full of mozzarella yeah |
Pockets Full Of Cheese |
All blue hunnits I breath |
Your bitch she make her salary from working me |
Bitch it’s all business |
Judge gave my boy 15 years he took his plead |
The real Hood Baby, yea my heart stay up in them streets |
Baby ima dog, i ain’t got fleas, naw I don’t need no leash |
This bankroll sticky, Mozzarella Cheese |
Range Rover I’m Whipping, and it don’t need no key |
Gotit talk to em I’m on face |
Fucked yo bitch I made her bae |
I got racks so family straight |
I’m so slime you betta not play |
.223 shots at yo face |
Knock yo body 8 miles away |
These Mike Amaris are okay |
Geeked on drugs but shit I’m straight |
Niggas dying over life |
Niggas drying over ice |
Fuck all these niggas you know I don’t need em |
Got ya bitch treating me like the Beatles |
Who got that cheddar cheese and Velveeta |
I need a slice |
2 hoes 1 night |
Double cup on the side |
Told baby talk nice I’m upping the price they saying I’m cheating |
It’s time to get Queso |
We into chasing them bankrolls |
Riding round w Barrettas |
Pockets full of mozzarella yeah |
Blue strips like blue cheese |
I wake up and make a movie |
Yung niggas getting that cheese |
Stay surrounded by the team |
They broke & they mad in they photos I’m cheesing in all my shit |
This hoe keep callin my phone, she ain’t trynna call it quits |
Smith & Wesson that’s my guardian |
Draped over Gucci cardigan |
And I double the g’s |
Used to have them G’s on the Scale, just like a libra |
They spotted me out like a cheetah print |
Me & benji so friendly |
Please don’t offend me |
I do not need a bitch |
Window shopping lookin Dingy, Now it’s Givenchy |
We bought out the whole store |
They called me a looser, now they Bump’n all my music just like a cold sore |
Nigggas kill for money what you live for |
The realest they been gone |
See it’s sad boys on the billboard |
I just picked the ghost up |
Got Louis V loafers |
I walk in the bank pick the dough up |
And now I’m reloaded, wit cheese |
I’m ready to blow it |
Niggas dying over life |
Niggas drying over ice |
Fuck all these niggas you know I don’t need em |
Got ya bitch treating me like the Beatles |
Who got that cheddar cheese and Velveeta |
I need a slice |
2 hoes 1 night |
Double cup on the side |
Told baby talk nice I’m upping the price they saying I’m cheating |
It’s time to get Queso |
We into chasing them bankrolls |
Riding round w Barrettas |
Pockets full of mozzarella yeah |