PARMESAN CHEESE
In the stu' with Lil Mikey
In BSR, got a whole different psyche
You think I care if you do not like me
We get to blamming, keep that thing beside me
I got more opps than a game of cod
Your man's built like a discord mod
Your bro caught the smoke like a bong
Left the scene red, feeling like Twong
Feeling like Twong
Y'all must think I say that in every song
Yeah like every song
I'm just in love with red like the Vietcong
Yeah the Vietcong
I can flow off of the top of my head
All day long
Yeah all day long
Slap it
Tap it
Brap it
Gimme a nine and I'll smack it
Gimme a knife n you know that I'll slash it
If I catch any opp lacking
Know that gamer gonna be in a casket
Spectate the streets
Can you see what's happening
If kills are goals
Then I'm dunking in baskets
My blick ain't steel, yeah its Damascus
Yo block is mourning, constant sadness
I don't care, constant packings
I'll do a drive-by just for practice
My bars so cold, that they Alaskan
I ain't sorry for any brashness
If I see an opp then I'll crash it
Yeah
Then I'll crash it
Yuh
I don't talk on no fake revolver
Cuz you know that shit just ain't me
I talk crazy, u go breezy
All my boys ain't want u breathe
All up in that Rikers, u got working
On no dirty
All them bandits move no pumps
Started tweaking on that loud
Oh u slashing now? What's good
Oh u bracking now? That's hood
But u still ain't get it fool
I been working wit that tool
Ill be verting on each mile
Oh u shooting now? That's wild
I got oppas in the clouds
Off brand hittas, call that mild
Alright, Alright
I go brazy you go light
U go left and I go right
I got shootas on a bike
I got your name up in lists
I got Fendi on my bitch
You got fake drip on yo wrists
I got stoppas, slit your wrists
I got birkins on your bitch
I got bacon, not a bit
I got murking on a bitch
I got verses on my wrists
I done did all of that banging
I done stopped all them lames
Now its yo ass left to deal with
And to cope I make it bang
In BSR, got a whole different psyche
You think I care if you do not like me
We get to blamming, keep that thing beside me
I got more opps than a game of cod
Your man's built like a discord mod
Your bro caught the smoke like a bong
Left the scene red, feeling like Twong
Feeling like Twong
Y'all must think I say that in every song
Yeah like every song
I'm just in love with red like the Vietcong
Yeah the Vietcong
I can flow off of the top of my head
All day long
Yeah all day long
Slap it
Tap it
Brap it
Gimme a nine and I'll smack it
Gimme a knife n you know that I'll slash it
If I catch any opp lacking
Know that gamer gonna be in a casket
Spectate the streets
Can you see what's happening
If kills are goals
Then I'm dunking in baskets
My blick ain't steel, yeah its Damascus
Yo block is mourning, constant sadness
I don't care, constant packings
I'll do a drive-by just for practice
My bars so cold, that they Alaskan
I ain't sorry for any brashness
If I see an opp then I'll crash it
Yeah
Then I'll crash it
Yuh
I don't talk on no fake revolver
Cuz you know that shit just ain't me
I talk crazy, u go breezy
All my boys ain't want u breathe
All up in that Rikers, u got working
On no dirty
All them bandits move no pumps
Started tweaking on that loud
Oh u slashing now? What's good
Oh u bracking now? That's hood
But u still ain't get it fool
I been working wit that tool
Ill be verting on each mile
Oh u shooting now? That's wild
I got oppas in the clouds
Off brand hittas, call that mild
Alright, Alright
I go brazy you go light
U go left and I go right
I got shootas on a bike
I got your name up in lists
I got Fendi on my bitch
You got fake drip on yo wrists
I got stoppas, slit your wrists
I got birkins on your bitch
I got bacon, not a bit
I got murking on a bitch
I got verses on my wrists
I done did all of that banging
I done stopped all them lames
Now its yo ass left to deal with
And to cope I make it bang
Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Singh
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