Yeah
Facts on facts
Pockets got the cheese
But the circle got no rats
Flash on flash
All I do is cheese when the cameras go flash
Bags on bags
Counting up cheese
Till the money start a rash
That's on that
Keep on adding cheese
Watch the stomach get fat
Money give me paper cuts
Hold on do not play with us
Ball like im mcgrady son
Or kobe give you 81
Who knew that this day would come
I'm feelin obligated some
To share all of my blessings with the latest ones
That stay with us
Stepback
Then i lay it up
Woke up feeling dangerous
Yall just like a bad barber
Sorry yall aint make the cut
Check just got them donuts like a baker son
Yeah I just been baking some
Might just go and make me one
It's my time
I'm the prized eye
Sip the mai thai
Pockets on that spinach shit
I feel like popeye
With the wise guys
Different colors
Like some tie die
All thru hard times
Only getting judged
In gods eyes
Facts on facts
Pockets got the cheese
But the circle got no rats
Flash on flash
All I do is cheese when the camera go flash
Bags on bags
Counting up cheese
Till the money start a rash
Thats on that
Keep on adding cheese
Watch the stomach get fat
STaK - CHEESE! Lyrics
STaK - CHEESE! Lyrics
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Yeah
Facts on facts
Pockets got the cheese
But the circle got no rats
Flash on flash
All I do is cheese when the cameras go flash
Bags on bags
Counting up cheese
Till the money start a rash
That's on that
Keep on adding cheese
Watch the stomach get fat
Money give me paper cuts
Hold on do not play with us
Ball like im mcgrady son
Or kobe give you 81
Who knew that this day would come
I'm feelin obligated some
To share all of my blessings with the latest ones
That stay with us
Stepback
Then i lay it up
Woke up feeling dangerous
Yall just like a bad barber
Sorry yall aint make the cut
Check just got them donuts like a baker son
Yeah I just been baking some
Might just go and make me one
It's my time
I'm the prized eye
Sip the mai thai
Pockets on that spinach shit
I feel like popeye
With the wise guys
Different colors
Like some tie die
All thru hard times
Only getting judged
In gods eyes
Facts on facts
Pockets got the cheese
But the circle got no rats
Flash on flash
All I do is cheese when the camera go flash
Bags on bags
Counting up cheese
Till the money start a rash
Thats on that
Keep on adding cheese
Watch the stomach get fat
Facts on facts
Pockets got the cheese
But the circle got no rats
Flash on flash
All I do is cheese when the cameras go flash
Bags on bags
Counting up cheese
Till the money start a rash
That's on that
Keep on adding cheese
Watch the stomach get fat
Money give me paper cuts
Hold on do not play with us
Ball like im mcgrady son
Or kobe give you 81
Who knew that this day would come
I'm feelin obligated some
To share all of my blessings with the latest ones
That stay with us
Stepback
Then i lay it up
Woke up feeling dangerous
Yall just like a bad barber
Sorry yall aint make the cut
Check just got them donuts like a baker son
Yeah I just been baking some
Might just go and make me one
It's my time
I'm the prized eye
Sip the mai thai
Pockets on that spinach shit
I feel like popeye
With the wise guys
Different colors
Like some tie die
All thru hard times
Only getting judged
In gods eyes
Facts on facts
Pockets got the cheese
But the circle got no rats
Flash on flash
All I do is cheese when the camera go flash
Bags on bags
Counting up cheese
Till the money start a rash
Thats on that
Keep on adding cheese
Watch the stomach get fat
Writer: Sean Kats
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid