Lil Keed
Cheesecake
[Intro: Lil Keed & Future]
(Wheezy Outta Here)
Yeah, I jus, I jus, I jus, I jus
I just took a whole pill
This shit got me horny
Pockets on cheesecake, pockets macaroni

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I just bought a Rollie
Young Slime, they pullin' up with sticks and they stolen
I just told slime, if he ain’t wit’ it then let’s roll em’
No poker chip, I’m all in
All these blunts, they real right
Got hoes like human traffickin’
And we smokin’ Runts, with a cake and some Biscott
Shooters, they don’t play bout money
They will loose they kind about it
We get wide body, yeah
We can slide bout it, yeah
Wе gon’ die bout it, have a YSL riot

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
You ain’t gon’ shoot nun, why y’all n***as lyin’ bout it
In this wide body, I’m geekеd out, I don’t see nobody, yeah
And these bars are authentic
I ain’t spend no time with it, I know she a thot hoe
(Wheezy Outta Here)
I ain’t spend no time in it
I ain’t got time to play, I went and got a chain
Went and got the watches, went and got the fame
Went and got a backend, ain’t got time to play
Took this rap shit serious and it left me paid
I don’t leave drugs, guns or money round
Boy you Swippa the Fox
Chopstick, same size as a door, they gon’ knock
Yeah, I just stuffed my dick up in her mouth and watch it lock
I’m a slimeball, invite you to the trenches and get you knocked
He was pillow talkin’ to these hoes, ya I got him knocked
Yeah I set em’ up with my hoe, then I got em’ knocked
Don’t believe em’ baby, he be cappin’, he a narc
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I just bought a Rollie
Young Slime, they pullin' up with sticks and they stolen
I just told slime, if he ain’t wit’ it then let’s roll em’
No poker chip, I’m all in
All these blunts, they real right
Got hoes like human traffickin’
And we smokin’ Runts, with a cake and some Biscott
Shooters, they don’t play bout money
They will loose they kind about it
We get wide body, yeah
We can slide bout it, yeah
We gon’ die bout it, have a YSL riot

[Verse 2: LNF Willie]
What you tell em’
Heard they killed yo’ partner n***a, you ain’t gon’ slide bout it? (You ain’t gon’ slide?)
Pullin’ up in brand new coupes, this a wide body (This a wide body)
You can’t get in, this a two-tone, YSL party (YSL)
Bitch come out them panties (Yeah)
Bitch, gon’ drop them drawls (Yeah)
She want a young n***a with them loads, she know I got it
All this gold around my neck look like some fuckin’ piss
Pullin’ up to get my rocks off real quick (On God)
Pullin’ on a lot of paper tags or brand new shit (Skrr)
All this ice around my neck look like a freezer (Freeze)
All these bad bitches round me, like a it was a [?] (Yeah)
Still on Blevleand (On Blevleeand)
Pockets extra cheesy (Yeah)
Told that bitch begone, I just want her for the weekend (Yeah)
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I just bought a Rollie
Young Slime, they pullin' up with sticks and they stolen
I just told slime, if he ain’t wit’ it then let’s roll em’
No poker chip, I’m all in
All these blunts, they real right
Got hoes like human traffickin’
(Wheezy Outta Here)
And we smokin’ Runts, with a cake and some Biscott
Shooters, they don’t play bout money
They will loose they kind about it
We get wide body, yeah
We can slide bout it, yeah
We gon’ die bout it, have a YSL riot