Bleu Cheese (feat. B. Hess)

You know it

I wake up and get in my bag

I count up my cash, I pray up my soul

Then go and get more

I wake up and get in my bag

Might get yourself back and I hit soon as I, soon as I

I wake up and get in my bag

I count up my cash, I pray up my soul

Then go and get more

I wake up, get right in my bag

I dream about racks, I gotta get it as soon as I wake up

I wake up, yeah

You done fell in love with a bad guy

Tell 'em I ain't nothin' like your last guy

Feelin' like Harden with the stash spot

Hit it like Ricky with the bag shots

Lookin' for a way out

So you know I bought a crib way out

You know a young **** 'bout the dope, boy

I'm so real when let the tray out

Yeah, put that on yay

Better yet, let me put you on game

The way this little bitch take D

I call that shit stealin' my slang

Fuck boy, I'm still in my bag

**** can't stop flippin' this cash

Got the glow and the pimpin' in my jeans

If I sit then I'm all on the ass

Buy the green light, Jimmy with the mask

Pullin' off and I gotta do the dash

Still you only gettin' money for the cab

My Jag, more walk for a bag, yeah

I wake up and get in my bag

I count up my cash, I pray up my soul

Then go and get more

I wake up and get in my bag

Might get yourself back and I hit soon as I, soon as I

I wake up and get in my bag

I count up my cash, I pray up my soul

Then go and get more

I wake up, get right in my bag

I dream about racks, I gotta get it as soon as I wake up

I wake up, yeah

I wake up

I wake up

Tell my why my ex keep blowin' me

Swear a **** mama used to warn me

I'ma make killing at the coroner

Like it's primetime on the corner

Fuckin' with the plug, we connected

You know I bleu cheese how I'm dressing

How they got the white white jumpin' out the pot

Somebody need to go and talk to Wesley

All my **** is the realest

All you **** in your feelings

Cop a feel, I hit the ceiling

Oh, let's bill it, disappearance

Oh, you wish you had this willpower

Gettin' jiggy with it, with it, I'm that ****

Who ain't the realest, shit, I'm offended

Tint on the window, bitch, mind your business

She gon' shake ass, she gon' bounce them titties

That pussy down like a golden penny

And these **** tell on they codefendants

Catch you slippin' while you on the move

Sorry, I might need to quote from Menace

Eyes poppin' out the coupe, ****

I'm comin' strong as a bowl of spinach

Never ever ever waste time

When you devoted, just go and get it

I wake up and get in my bag

I count up my cash, I pray up my soul

Then go and get more

I wake up and get in my bag

Might get yourself back and I hit soon as I, soon as I

I wake up and get in my bag

I count up my cash, I pray up my soul

Then go and get more

I wake up, get right in my bag

I dream about racks, I gotta get it as soon as I wake up

I wake up, yeah

I wake up

I wake up