Blue Cheese Salad

[Intro]
(Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, eat 'em up, eat 'em up, eat 'em up, eat 'em up)
Haha
I told you, I only make stoner music
Gangster music, killer music
Fuck your ho music, take your ho music (COUPE)
Yeah

[Chorus]
She say boss up, so I drop the top on that bitch (Roll up)
She wasn't fuckin' with me when I ain't have shit, but she want this (Yeah)
All this money that I'm gettin', I ain't givin' shit (Yeah)
I be in the trap spot countin' up, tryna add it (Yeah)
Fuck a ho on a blow-up bed, you know that ho is nasty (Yeah)
Bitch, I live a savage life, and bitch, I'm livin' lavish (Yeah)
I'm a hot boy and my pockets full of salad
Mixed it with that rap money, turned that shit to blue cheese (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Nigga mention my name, know that boy is Swiss cheese (Bah-bah)
Bitch say I paid for it, you sound crazy, bitch, please
Gave that ho a double cup and told her pop this double G
Throw back me an Adderall and then I fuck that ho to sleep
Wake that bitch up on a Perky
Put it in her mouth, her jaw keep workin'
Pop that pussy, baby girl, keep twerkin'
Fuck you so good, I swear I won't hurt it
Tighten that pussy, make it feel like a virgin
Grind on this dick, baby girl, keep workin'
Ride on that pony, baby, hop up on it
Bounce on this dick, baby, act like you want it
Fuck a lotta hoes, you not the only
Sleep by my lonely, baby, they didn't want me
Say that I fucked, that I fucked all her homies
Let in my bed nothin' but bad bitches only
Fuck on a thot, suck me up, I don't want her
Pass her to the gang, my dawg might want her
I'ma keep this shit one hundred, yeah, y'all niggas not one hundred, yeah

[Chorus]
She say boss up, so I drop the top on that bitch (Yeah)
She wasn't fuckin' with me when I ain't have shit, but she want this (Yeah)
All this money that I'm gettin', I ain't givin' shit (Bitch)
I be in the trap spot countin' up, tryna add it (Add it)
Fuck a ho on a blow-up bed, you know that ho is nasty (Yeah)
Bitch, I live a savage life, and bitch, I'm livin' lavish (Yeah)
I'm a hot boy and my pockets full of salad
Mixed it with that rap money, turned that shit to blue cheese

[Verse 2]
Nigga wanna kill 'bout a bitch (Yes, sir)
Nah, nigga, I don't want her, yeah
And I'm real 'bout this shit, nigga
Nah, nigga, I ain't Gunna, yeah (Nah)
I got lot of bitches 'round my way (Lot of 'em)
All these hoes head-hunters (Hunters)
And I'm big time stunner, yeah (Stunner)
When I see your ho, she a one hit wonder (Yeah)
Lie to a ho like I lie to your honor (Yeah)
Runnin' the streets, I would lie to my mama (What?)
They was tellin' her that I was bustin' guns
I was tellin' mama, "Uh-uh, uh-uh" (No, uh-uh)
Keep this shit one hundred, yeah
I was raised by mama, yeah
Jumped in the streets, I was younger, yeah
Thirteen, carryin' that thunder, yeah
Mama had kicked me out the house 'cause she found me with a chopper and I was like uh-uh (Uh-uh)
Now I'm in the streets, hot summer, yeah (Summer)
Kick a nigga door, rob his mama, yeah (Mama)
Robbed my first nigga for a hundred, yeah (Hundred)
I remember when I hit a lick for a real hundred K
Nigga, that's a real hundred, yeah (Yes, sir)

[Chorus]
She say boss up, so I drop the top on that bitch (Yeah)
She wasn't fuckin' with me when I ain't have shit, but she want this (Yeah)
All this money that I'm gettin', I ain't givin' shit (Bitch)
I be in the trap spot countin' up, tryna add it (Yeah)
Fuck a ho on a blow-up bed, you know that ho is nasty (Yeah)
Bitch, I live a savage life, and bitch, I'm livin' lavish (Yeah)
I'm a hot boy and my pockets full of salad
Mixed it with that rap money, turned that shit to blue cheese (Blue cheese)

[Outro]
Uh, yeah
Hahahaha
The fuck, nigga?
Hah, bitch, yeah