Blue Cheese (feat. Migos)

(50 thousand on me)

(She a ten)

(She a ten, she a ten)

50 thousand on me (Cash)

I'm a walking lick

She fuck with the squad (Squad)

She gon' grip the stick

Came from the rags to riches (Rags)

Now we got bags and bitches (Bags)

Came from the rags to riches (Rags)

Now we got bags and bitches (Bags)

Blue cheese in my off-white's

I been drinking codeine all night

Got your bitch out her DM

Put her on a flight

I don't understand nothing

But them dollar signs

My side chick, got pregnant

By her main dude

And I'm offended

I called, she ain't pick up

And texted her back

"Bitch you stingy" (Woo!)

I'm in all black, like a ninja

Chain got influenza

Walk in the trap house

Use my Cartier's for a credential

(Goddamn, woo!)

I'm going wildebeest, I'm on my enemies

Negative energy, I can do anything

I got the guillotine (Hey!)

Off with they head (Off with they head)

Known to pull off and get head

Uh, dripping so much sauce on your bitch

Look like she wetting the bed!

I can do more than just say it

Strip club, veteran, head

Uh, uh!

I am still getting this bread

Bought her a burgundy bag

Uh, uh!

Everyone look at the tag

I do the 'digital dash'

Uh, uh!

I can do more than just brag

I can back it up

Uh, uh!

50 thousand on me (Cash)

I'm a walking lick (Alright)

She fuck with the squad (Squad)

She gon' grip the stick

Came from the rags to riches (Rags)

Now we got bags and bitches (Bags)

Came from the rags to riches (Rags)

Now we got bags and bitches (Bags)

Blue cheese in my off-white's

I been drinking codeine all night

Got your bitch out her DM

Put her on a flight

I don't understand nothing

But them dollar signs

Blue cheese, no ranch, all hunnids

10 racks on me, that's mall money

I just bought a Lamb' I'ma crawl on it

Get on top, she act a dog with it

I'm on this drank, need to slow down

Racks in the backend won't slow down

You had a sack but it's gone now

Safari diamond, money low now

Better wake up, smell the coffee

Black man with a lotta money

Got the white man wanna off me

You was my mans but you lost me!

Popping Xans, I'm exhausted

Cookie smelling like a moshpit

Pop a perc, kinda nauseous

50 pointer, shit colossus

Hey, with this money

I could stay up and survive

We go live

Smoke this dope and ride

We too fly

Bad bitches in the archive

Oh, so high

Money made me so high

50 thousand on me (Cash)

I'm a walking lick (Alright)

She fuck with the squad (Squad)

She gon' grip the stick

Came from the rags to riches (Rags)

Now we got bags and bitches (Bags)

Came from the rags to riches (Rags)

Now we got bags and bitches (Bags)

Blue cheese in my off-white's

I been drinking codeine all night

Got your bitch out her DM

Put her on a flight

I don't understand nothing

But them dollar signs

I'm having blue cheese

And I'ma get it by any means (Get it!)

Stressing on **** like Hercules (Flex)

Fucking on bitches with double-d's (Smash)

I made the plug, got a 100 ki's

Gimme that block and I gotta seize

These **** sick of me, wanna get rid of me

I'm at the top and they under me (Top)

I hit the lot and don't ask for the tag

Racks in my pocket, they looking like kneepads

Dressed in my off-white's with Benjamin Franklin

Put the rest of that blue cheese in the bag (Bag)

My life, I'm living it fast

One thing I cannot do is go out sad (Nah)

They know me but don't know my past

And if you know me

You know I'm 'bout my cash

The Nawfside, call it Baghdad

Make a **** 40-yard dash (Brrrt!)

The Nawfside, where the bags at

I was breaking my wrist in the glass

Whipping and smoking on Barry Bonds

In a hurricane, still I whip like I'm Taz

Migos and Chainz in your city

Go till your girl gone

Had to bring that bih back (Back!)

50 thousand on me (Cash)

I'm a walking lick (Alright)

She fuck with the squad (Squad)

She gon' grip the stick

Came from the rags to riches (Rags)

Now we got bags and bitches (Bags)

Came from the rags to riches (Rags)

Now we got bags and bitches (Bags)

Blue cheese in my off-white's

I been drinking codeine all night

Got your bitch out her DM

Put her on a flight

I don't understand nothing

But them dollar signs

Blue cheese in my off-white's

I been drinking codeine all night

Got your bitch out her DM

Put her on a flight

I don't understand nothing

But them dollar signs

When you wake up in the morning

When you wake up in the morning

Blue cheese in my off-white's

Blue cheese in my off-white's

Uh, uh!

Boy, my uncle twelve, shawty

I had to take my uncle to school this morning, son

And he got suspended!

'Cause he smelled like weed when he got there