Cheddar

I'm boutta go get the cheddar
Ima go stack all my bread up
Know all that talkin' ain't cute in the world
Test the wrong one you know you get wet up
Know ima go get the cheddar
Hit that beat like a Ronaldo header
I can't find the time to go make my own bed up
I'm staying ten toes but I'm light as a feather

Don't test him don't want to
Can't never handle that cause you always been a rat
And I never made a song off of pro tools
And these py ns sad
Go and get a little pad
Go and tell me how you feeling
Know that you hurt in ya heart
Go and tell me how you dealing
Cause you know a nigga winning
When I walk up in the building
And these women and these children
Keep on shaking in they britches

"Sidchase, Sidchase that na"
What I hear em say as my thoughts get bigger
How the hell you think that a brain this insane
Boutta come up with name when the whole world bitter
Tried to talk nice but I ain't friends with him
How you got a gun but there ain't no trigger
Fk all the fakes
I'm about kill em with a beat na it's gon' be a stone cold winter

I'm boutta go get the cheddar
Ima go stack all my bread up
Know all that talkin' ain't cute in the world
Test the wrong one you know you get wet up
Know ima go get the cheddar
Hit that beat like a Ronaldo header
I can't find the time to go make my own bed up
I'm staying ten toes but I'm light as a feather

Wanna blow up my phone
Do not disturb when I'm chillin at home
I cannot fuck with a chasin' a na who talk with a girl on his cell for some dome
Na you stupid
I was born ruthless
When I go talk it
Know Ima do it
When you go talkin'
Know you ain't boolin'
When you show up I hear everyone booing

Shoutout to my ns that real w me
Shoutout to my ns that deal w me
If you a real one come chill with me
Unless you be on that fake st I can't let you come sit with me
You just a enemy
Negative energy
You not a friend of me, not even close
You think we family, I think I just choked
If you love me so much then just give me two seconds I'll give you a pose

I'm boutta go get the cheddar
Ima go stack all my bread up
Know all that talkin' ain't cute in the world
Test the wrong one you know you get wet up
Know ima go get the cheddar
Hit that beat like a Ronaldo header
I can't find the time to go make my own bed up
I'm staying ten toes but I'm light as a feather



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Writer(s): Sidney Chase
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