Oliver.Jr - Ceedee Lamb Lyrics

Do it for the cheddar
Yeah my babymomma somethin' else
Easy to forget her it's whatever I don't need her help (nah)
I'm just young nigga with the reach
I know she washed I'ma hit her with the bleach
I can tell when she lyin' but I ain't Geppetto
Walking tall through the city in them new Stilettos (she hate it)
I asking for no favor
F*ck about a bitch I'm only f*cked up bout the paper

F*ck it
Blacked out the driver is Ukrainian
I'm street smart sticking bullet points
All in your cranium foreal
CeeDee Lamb runnin' through stadium
Got 88 problems but you nowhere in my radius
I'm way up way too high to stay up
My finances on the rebound this shit a layup
We on the Glory Road the only movie that portray us
I mean we really on a run why you tryna play us huh
Big big big
Nigga this is the 786
Better known as 305
Vicky hit me one mo' time
Through my endeavors I feel no pressure for pleasure even when she wetter
I tell her luggage is inexpensive get your shit together
It's still a scary movie I'm running rampant on whoever
The aim is lethal I'm like that shooting guard that played for Weber
I'm sippin' 40 water for free these clippers ain't rated ain't PG
It's head to toe when you leak you need apple vision to see me
I'm giving you my reality no it's not for your tv
I need a Fefe or RiRi to holla back when they hear me they gone

Do it for the cheddar
Yeah my babymomma somethin' else
Easy to forget her it's whatever I don't need her help (nah)
I'm just young nigga with the reach
I know she washed I'ma hit her with the bleach
I can tell when she lyin' but I ain't Geppetto
Walking tall through the city in them new Stilettos (she hate it)
I asking for no favor
F*ck about a bitch I'm only f*cked up bout the paper (yeee)