Blake Anthony & OldMilk - Fat Cheeba (feat. Mr. Hentvii & Nobi) Lyrics

This my life no flex
Trip 6 zip i rep
Script like dope like Xan
Sex maestro in bed
I get bitches sitting on the bus
Blowing money til im henny drunk
Where its going i dont ever look
Chicken noodle til i double up
Henny lemon coolin
With a couple blunts
Got some business moving
In a couple cuts
Steady penny pinching
Tryna squeeze a buck
Get a milli dripping
Ma familia
Northside with a pack
Loud like whoa
Crapped out
Coming back now
With a stack out
Like whoa

Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya
Hit the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire
Ay ya ya
Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya
Hit the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire
Ay ya ya
Fat Cheeba
Blow mad tree
With my folk
Yeah
Fat kief
In that
Back seat
I blow mad tree
With my folk
Yeah
Fat cheeba that
Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya
Hit the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire

I told lil shorty one more lick and then I'm yours
Getting to this money like the boy had an appointment
Stacking up a baby band and then I hit abort
F*ck this lil money man this shit is not important
Clip clip zip tie off white Jordan
Doors on suicide paint job porcelain
Cut my piece I need my proportion
Cut my lease went beast on a mortgage okay
I don't wanna hear no basic shit
Melodine I got a crazy pitch
Place a order get it 86
Blue velvet on David Lynch
They was here but they came and went, played the fence
Fake intent
I been learning what patience is Can't judge what they can't admit whoa hold up
I clap back like magnolia
My shorty only shop at chanel
She would never go to sephora
Rush to it like Tom soyer
Bring it back like it's the wrong order
All that hate is not good for ya
F*ck em up I got a good lawyer
Chopped in the middle
Price been a little high
Got it hot like a zippo
I been a little wiser
Drop like a thizzle
My bitch a little shy but she pop like a pistol
I put her up In designer aye
Lay back recliner
8 Grams a ganja
That's word to my plug
I get it off at the plaza aye

Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya
Hit the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire
Ay ya ya
Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya
Hit the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire
Ay ya ya
Fat Cheeba
Blow mad tree
With my folk
Yeah
Fat kief
In that
Back seat
I blow mad tree
W/ my folk
Yeah
Fat Cheeba that
Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya Mo Fire

We Building brick by brick
It's intricate
We movin' like we immigrants
From trip to trip
So high I melt im icarus
The piff is lit
Almost out of trees
Had to switch to spliffs
Pass the lighter
If I throwaway a verse then the trash on fire
Grab the gas
Whipping shit I got pots and pans kick it like I was a soccer fan
I quarterback options
When I run offense
Scramble out the pocket
Tryna win the conference
Jeez Louise
I'm So high on tattooine
Don't ask for me
I'm ashin weed
Master chief
Keep the past from passin me

Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya
Hit the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire
Ay ya ya
Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya
Hit the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire
Ay ya ya
Fat Cheeba
Blow mad tree
W/ my folk
(Yeah)
Fat kief
In that
Back seat
I blow mad tree
With my folk
Yeah
Fat Cheeba that
Northside
Ay ya ya
Mo fire
Ay ya ya
Hit the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire