Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the party and my bitch got the cake
I skipped class in high school but my trap grade was A
Pussy boy aint moving we don't even sell an eighth
F*cking on his bitch and then I leave him in a lake
Gotta get this money I don't ever hesitate
I hit that zombie walk I'm off the shits and you can catch a fade
Momma told me never trust someone with no restraint
Momma told me I was born to do one thing get paid
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Coming from the streets I learned the hard way
Niggas quick to beef but they aint war ready
Pull up with the cheese and get it your way
You can run the streets I play the long game
Pull up to the scene we got them thins we got whatever uh
Think you got get over huh
But i aint trusting none of em
Clique full of winners and we all getting paid
Crib full of bitches and thy all getting naked
I aint in a wave I just wanna see you shake it
Money over bitches and we do this all day
Went in there and f*cked it up
They say I'm bugging out
I aint sweating none of em
Ha, none of em
They was making fun of us
Now they loving us
Ima run this money up
Yeah, money up
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Spacecoupe - Cheese and Dope (feat. Dre the Don) Lyrics
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Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the party and my bitch got the cake
I skipped class in high school but my trap grade was A
Pussy boy aint moving we don't even sell an eighth
F*cking on his bitch and then I leave him in a lake
Gotta get this money I don't ever hesitate
I hit that zombie walk I'm off the shits and you can catch a fade
Momma told me never trust someone with no restraint
Momma told me I was born to do one thing get paid
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Coming from the streets I learned the hard way
Niggas quick to beef but they aint war ready
Pull up with the cheese and get it your way
You can run the streets I play the long game
Pull up to the scene we got them thins we got whatever uh
Think you got get over huh
But i aint trusting none of em
Clique full of winners and we all getting paid
Crib full of bitches and thy all getting naked
I aint in a wave I just wanna see you shake it
Money over bitches and we do this all day
Went in there and f*cked it up
They say I'm bugging out
I aint sweating none of em
Ha, none of em
They was making fun of us
Now they loving us
Ima run this money up
Yeah, money up
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the party and my bitch got the cake
I skipped class in high school but my trap grade was A
Pussy boy aint moving we don't even sell an eighth
F*cking on his bitch and then I leave him in a lake
Gotta get this money I don't ever hesitate
I hit that zombie walk I'm off the shits and you can catch a fade
Momma told me never trust someone with no restraint
Momma told me I was born to do one thing get paid
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Coming from the streets I learned the hard way
Niggas quick to beef but they aint war ready
Pull up with the cheese and get it your way
You can run the streets I play the long game
Pull up to the scene we got them thins we got whatever uh
Think you got get over huh
But i aint trusting none of em
Clique full of winners and we all getting paid
Crib full of bitches and thy all getting naked
I aint in a wave I just wanna see you shake it
Money over bitches and we do this all day
Went in there and f*cked it up
They say I'm bugging out
I aint sweating none of em
Ha, none of em
They was making fun of us
Now they loving us
Ima run this money up
Yeah, money up
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Pull up to the crib we got the cheese on cake
I aint stressin twitter we can beef all day
Writer: Thomas Scott
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid