CheezNDope (feat. Young Dolph & Key Glock)

I got cheese, dope, and a fuckin' bad bitch

I got some pills, weed, and a Draco with some clips

I'ma empty every round, then I'm reloadin' the clip

Caught your gal out here thottin', fucked on that lil' bitch

Memphis **** country **** and we want all the smoke

Fuck with Hector and Gomez, man, we sell all the dope

Call my lawyer Eric Morgan if I do get caught

The best lawyer in the world, he 'gon get the charges dropped

I got dogs, they not strays

Gold teeth, I got braids

Money train, **** on they hustle, we tryin' get paid

Pistol grip, .40 on the hip shootin' out the muzzle

Throw your gang sign in the air if you know 'bout the struggle

Money blue like cuzzo

Pull that strap like uh-oh

I'ma shoot like for sure

Tryin' me, uh, no-no

All my **** on go-go

Fuck twelve, fuck po-po

One in the dome from Draco

Head in pieces like puzzle

I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope

I got P's, coke, and some killers at the door

Hydro weed, smoke, and a quarter ounce of blow

What you need bro, is to fuck with your boy

Ay, slidin' down 240, then got off on Airways (Trap)

Headed to the hood where whole things for sale man (Trap)

You want a P or a motherfuckin' bail man? (Trap)

When you pass the corner store just make a left man (Trap)

I'm, I'm on Boar's Creek (Trap)

Eighty P's a week (Trap)

**** runnin' in and out, that's how you know it's me (Trap)

Burglar bars on every window on the house (Hey, who there, right there?)

And nothin' new here but a scale and a couch (Yeah, yeah)

Narcotic ridin' down the street, oh, shit (God damn)

I grabbed the money, went and threw it over the fence (No, bitch, don't)

Too much money, this shit got me paranoid (Yeah, yeah)

These **** dummies, don't make me send them boys (Yeah)

South Memphis young again, you know how I'm comin'

I been gettin' money, turnin' nothing into something

Phone line jumpin', they bookin' me constant

'Cause this young **** hotter than a fuckin' oven

Chillin' with your auntie, smokin' on some onion

Ass fat like an onion, head bomb, atomic

Ride around town in a brand new foreign

Then I got bored, put some Forgiatos on it

I be Gucci'd down, but I'm still wearing Jordans

I be iced out, bitch my neck cost a fortune

I be ballin' out, I just came back from tourin'

And linked up with Pat 'cause he say he got some more

I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope

I got P's, coke, and some killers at the door

Hydro weed, smoke, and a quarter ounce of blow

What you need bro, is to fuck with your boy