Tomorrow

(Cheese, his name is Cheese) Go, go Yeah (Cheese) I, I been in my (I been in my) I been in my (I been in my) I been in my motherfuckin' bag (gang, gang, gang, gang, yeah) He say he want smoke with me I might get him smoked tomorrow Speakin' on my dead homies on the 'Gram, he got to go tomorrow I be on that money 'cause all that violence I might go too far If I be honest, I ain't really respond 'cause I ain't even knowin' y'all Pretty thing suckin' all on this D until she choke out Extendo in this Glicky, can't even hide it, it's gon' poke out Keepin' in mind my business Hittin' my hoes all at my ho house Two hundred bands to go to the club and I ain't really tryna go out Hundred racks on me, give her ten bands if she show out (ten bands) Got to keep that strap on me never know how it's gon' turn out (brrt) Take her to a island, somewhere private, she ain't even heard 'bout Playin' nonchalant but I know I'm that nigga they been worryin' 'bout Gettin' head all in the air Bad bitch top tier, this ain't even fair Trapper of the year, walk in the bank, fftt,check gon' clear Pillow talk with her, y'all niggas be weird, I really be sharin' (weirdos) Give some ones to her, might fuck her real good, I don't really be carin' With none of these hoes, I don't really be playin' This Rolls so new, it drive itself, I don't really be steerin' (skrrt) Virgil made this Louis on me his self, like, "What it he wearin'?" (What?) I'm gon' pop my shit in by myself, or with my man Even when I'm up I get in that van (slide) He say he want smoke with me I think he should blow it off My young boy tryna spin today I don't think he should go at all He still went today 'cause he so crazy He think he know it all Fell in love with slidin', so we turned him to a bowlin' ball, gang Yeah, yeah Choppin' shit, you would think I'm went to school for culinary Freeze his 'Gram Make him use his last post as a obituary Ain't no one on one, we stomp you out You know that we stick together He know I can't trust him with this pole we never blick together Yeah, yeah She just brought a roll Don't fuck with these hoes, she got her shit together Bitch, I'm in my bag that's why they mad, we finna be rich forever (I'm in my bag) Yeah, Meek my murder twin All they hear is, "Brrt," when we get together (that's my murder twin) I'll spank a nigga with this switch, this shit like disciplinary (come here) You ain't see me comin', bitch, what's wrong? Oh, your vision blurry? (Oh, you ain't see me comin') You ain't see that Hellcat in your rearview Or hear that engine roarin'? (You ain't see that 'Cat) They tell me put my gun down, but I'm beefin', fuckin' Melissa Ford (bitch, I'm beefin') Boy, I'm not a rapper, I'm a trapper, what you lookin' for? She want me to fuck her good, I ain't gon give a fuck tomorrow He say he got smoke with me, he might not wake up tomorrow She want put that pussy on me, fuck her good and never call her .223s in traffic now, they know I'm forever ballin' (what up?) (Promotional use only)