Lyrics
Everyone getting this cheddar round me, but I do it, I do it the best
I'm stepping out I got margiela on me
Yeah, she liking the way that I dress
I don't even know why you're yelling at me
I swear that you're getting me stressed
Sparking these cigs til my fingers yellow, I don't wanna quit them yet
Calling me shallow, I don't wanna get that wet
No, you can't hit my cig, no, you can't touch my bread
No, you can't hit my cig, no, you can't smoke on my deads
No you can't hit my cig, no you can't hit my cig
No you can't hit my cig, no you can't hit my cig
No you can't hit my whip, I'm going way too quick
Cops on my tail, I'm ducking them, doing a drift
Pop a xanny, then poppin' a zyn
In the city it's known for its sins
Watch your pockets, I'm swapping your sim
I've been passing the rock like assist
I ain't speaking I'm pleading the fifth
I ain't reading this bottle I sip
I ain't never putting down this tris
I ain't going nowhere without blick
You don't know where I'm getting this drip
You don't know why they call me a kid
And they want me to drop all these hits
So that's just what I did yeah
5% I need the tint, I don't need no pictures
5% I need the nic
But you can't hit my cig, yeah
But you can't hit my cig, yeah
But you can't hit my cig, yeah
Everyone getting this cheddar round me, but I do it, I do it the best
I'm stepping out I got margiela on me
Yeah, she liking the way that I dress
I don't even know why you're yelling at me
I swear that you're getting me stressed
Sparking these cigs til my fingers yellow, I don't wanna quit them yet
Calling me shallow, I don't wanna get that wet
No, you can't hit my cig, no, you can't touch my bread
No, you can't hit my cig, no, you can't smoke on my deads
No you can't hit my cig, no you can't hit my cig
No, you can't hit my cig, no, you can't touch my bread
No, you can't hit my cig, no, you can't smoke on my deads
No you can't hit my cig, no you can't hit my cig