Cheethoven

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Cheeto he back, Cheeto he back, Cheeto he back
Aye
Yeah

Shit getting scary no halloween huh
I do not want your apologies huh
They say a ghost is inside of me huh
Hop in the ghost and I skrrttt vroooooom
Dive in that water like Submarine huh
Trap house was booming like Zach Lavine huh
Wait, Ok
Most of my niggas they came from the trap
Straight out the gutter you can not relax
Started with nothing we started with scarps
I just been ballin ain't checking the stats
He got a problem he wanna combat
ARE YOU SURE
Ok, swung with the left now his face in the grass
Woah, damn
Reach for my money than we gonna blast

Never liked to carry cash know the money stay digital
Girl I seen your new boyfriend man I wasn't feeling him
Dark shades on the face, I don't like to be visible (No, don't)
The way these people on my nuts you would think I got a physical (Ouch)
Shit getting spooky tonight, count up the money we got it additional (Yeah)
She got my lyrics tatted on her ribs man the shit looking biblical
To all the niggas that had counted me out I got to finish em (Yeah, woah)
Blue hundreds in the safe man, it look like we printing them (Grrrrrr)
They know the name they know the game we gon' keep it on sight
I'll drop them if they move, red light green light (Squid)
50 packs different colors, I just got the off-whites
Keep a strap with the suite but it ain't prom night



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Writer(s): Aaron Ahmadu
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