Soba why are you so salty?
Now I'm sippin' Don Julie
Niggas try to talk to me
Mike Jack with the dance moves
First team all groovy
Low taper on the skin fade
4 am tryna get paid
Bitches thinkin' that I'm cocky
Roll me blunts I had a long day
Bet I had a long day
Crazy bitches in the way
Distractions f*cking up the pay
Molding the life like its clay
Every night that I pray
Wishing things stay the same
But I'm growing for the game
Switching style switching lanes
May Bach on the wishlist
Oh the flow so consistent
On the route for the presidents
On the way for the pendants
And my shoulders been leaning
Moves bouncin' on sequence
Seen ya bitch she been peepin'
Told her wait til next season
Caught a dub on Fortnite
F*ck these bitches get the pipe
Double pump I hit it twice
Lifestyle don't need advice
Hit the halal for the spice
Know a place just for price
Cop the lamb it's over rice
Cooking beats like I'm on splice
And I ain't down for the photographs
I'm just focused on this boom-bap
I'm just focused on these track tracks
Rolling lettuce in a back back
Honda Civic on the 17s
Mike Jordan on the dream team
Catching dubs call me Mr. Green
Shmoney dance with the whole team, aye
Burnt wheels I got the smoke
You clowns funny like a joke
You bet that I'm f*cking broke
But my mind rich I'm woke
You bet I'm whipping Rav 4
The one with the 4 door
But one day I'll have more
Grand Cherokee skirr the floor
And all my shrimps imported
Shadow 1's on my Jordan's
Top down in the summer breeze
Hit the gas when I floor it
Hitting switches while we switching lanes
In the back blowing propane
Niggas really can't f*ck with me
Niggas really can't f*ck with me
No shame on my neck I'm not rocking with ice
I f*cking with books that be treating me right
Putting me on and making my life
Check looking right, check looking nice
Bouta go save up put it in the bank
Making me interest, I'm paving my lane
Bouta go dip and hop on a plane
Get with this shits, you looking real lame
Yeah you're looking real f*cking lame
Soba - Chopped Cheese Freestyle (feat. Manny) Lyrics
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Soba why are you so salty?
Now I'm sippin' Don Julie
Niggas try to talk to me
Mike Jack with the dance moves
First team all groovy
Low taper on the skin fade
4 am tryna get paid
Bitches thinkin' that I'm cocky
Roll me blunts I had a long day
Bet I had a long day
Crazy bitches in the way
Distractions f*cking up the pay
Molding the life like its clay
Every night that I pray
Wishing things stay the same
But I'm growing for the game
Switching style switching lanes
May Bach on the wishlist
Oh the flow so consistent
On the route for the presidents
On the way for the pendants
And my shoulders been leaning
Moves bouncin' on sequence
Seen ya bitch she been peepin'
Told her wait til next season
Caught a dub on Fortnite
F*ck these bitches get the pipe
Double pump I hit it twice
Lifestyle don't need advice
Hit the halal for the spice
Know a place just for price
Cop the lamb it's over rice
Cooking beats like I'm on splice
And I ain't down for the photographs
I'm just focused on this boom-bap
I'm just focused on these track tracks
Rolling lettuce in a back back
Honda Civic on the 17s
Mike Jordan on the dream team
Catching dubs call me Mr. Green
Shmoney dance with the whole team, aye
Burnt wheels I got the smoke
You clowns funny like a joke
You bet that I'm f*cking broke
But my mind rich I'm woke
You bet I'm whipping Rav 4
The one with the 4 door
But one day I'll have more
Grand Cherokee skirr the floor
And all my shrimps imported
Shadow 1's on my Jordan's
Top down in the summer breeze
Hit the gas when I floor it
Hitting switches while we switching lanes
In the back blowing propane
Niggas really can't f*ck with me
Niggas really can't f*ck with me
No shame on my neck I'm not rocking with ice
I f*cking with books that be treating me right
Putting me on and making my life
Check looking right, check looking nice
Bouta go save up put it in the bank
Making me interest, I'm paving my lane
Bouta go dip and hop on a plane
Get with this shits, you looking real lame
Yeah you're looking real f*cking lame
Now I'm sippin' Don Julie
Niggas try to talk to me
Mike Jack with the dance moves
First team all groovy
Low taper on the skin fade
4 am tryna get paid
Bitches thinkin' that I'm cocky
Roll me blunts I had a long day
Bet I had a long day
Crazy bitches in the way
Distractions f*cking up the pay
Molding the life like its clay
Every night that I pray
Wishing things stay the same
But I'm growing for the game
Switching style switching lanes
May Bach on the wishlist
Oh the flow so consistent
On the route for the presidents
On the way for the pendants
And my shoulders been leaning
Moves bouncin' on sequence
Seen ya bitch she been peepin'
Told her wait til next season
Caught a dub on Fortnite
F*ck these bitches get the pipe
Double pump I hit it twice
Lifestyle don't need advice
Hit the halal for the spice
Know a place just for price
Cop the lamb it's over rice
Cooking beats like I'm on splice
And I ain't down for the photographs
I'm just focused on this boom-bap
I'm just focused on these track tracks
Rolling lettuce in a back back
Honda Civic on the 17s
Mike Jordan on the dream team
Catching dubs call me Mr. Green
Shmoney dance with the whole team, aye
Burnt wheels I got the smoke
You clowns funny like a joke
You bet that I'm f*cking broke
But my mind rich I'm woke
You bet I'm whipping Rav 4
The one with the 4 door
But one day I'll have more
Grand Cherokee skirr the floor
And all my shrimps imported
Shadow 1's on my Jordan's
Top down in the summer breeze
Hit the gas when I floor it
Hitting switches while we switching lanes
In the back blowing propane
Niggas really can't f*ck with me
Niggas really can't f*ck with me
No shame on my neck I'm not rocking with ice
I f*cking with books that be treating me right
Putting me on and making my life
Check looking right, check looking nice
Bouta go save up put it in the bank
Making me interest, I'm paving my lane
Bouta go dip and hop on a plane
Get with this shits, you looking real lame
Yeah you're looking real f*cking lame
Writer: Emmanuel Olivo, Jonathan Soba
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid