Migos - Blue Cheese lyrics

Hook: Quavo 50,000 on me, I'm a walking lick She f** with the squad, she gone grip the stick Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and b**hes (2x) Blue cheese in my off-whites I been drankin codeine all night Got your b**h out of DM, put her on a flight I don't understand nothing but them dollar signs Verse 1: 2 Chainz My side chick got pregnant by her main dude, ? I call she ain't pick up or text back, b**h you stingy I'm in all black like a ninja, chain got influenza Walk in the traphouse, use my Cartiers for credentials (God damn!) I'm going wildebeest, all on my enemies Negative energy, I could do anything, I got the guillotine Off with they head Known to pull off and get head Drippin so much sauce on your b**h look like she wettin the bed I could do more than just say it, Strip Club Veteran head uh uh! I am still gettin this bread, bought her a burgundy bag uh uh! Everyone look at the tag, I do the Digital Dash uh uh! I can do more than just brag, I can back it up UH UH! Hook: Quavo Verse 2: Offset Blue cheese, no ranch, all hunnids 10 racks on me that's mall money I just bought a Lamb Ima crawl on it Get on top, she act a dog with it I'm on this drink need to slow down Racks in back it won't slow down You had a sack but it's gone now Safari diamond, money long now Better wake up, smell the coffee Black man with a lot of money, got the white man wanna off me You was my mans but you lost me Poppin xans, I'm exhausted Cookie smellin like a mosh pit Pop a perk, kinda nauseous 50 ? sh** colossus Hey, With this money I could stay up and survive We go live, smoke this dope and ride We too fly, bad b**hes in the archive Oh so high, money make me so high Hook: Quavo Verse 3: Takeoff I'm havin blue cheese And Ima get it by any means Flexing on n***as like Hercules f**ing on b**hes with double D's I met the plug, got 100 keys Give me that block and I gotta seize These n***as sick homie wanna get rid of me I'm at the top and they under me I hit the lot and don't ask for the tag Racks in my pockets, they lookin like kneepads Flexin my all white with Benjamin Franklin Put the work steady blue cheese in the bag My life I'm livin it fast One thing I cannot do is go out sad They know me but don't know my past And if you know me you know I'm about my cash The Nawfside, call it Baghdad, make a n***a 40 yard dash The Nawfside, where the bags at, I was breakin my wrist in the gla** (Whippin it!) Smoking on Barry Bonds in the Hurricane, spinning work like I'm Taz Migos and Chainz in the city, go to your girl ? Had to bring out that bag Hook: Quavo (2x) Before Outro: Quavo When you wake up in the morning (2x) Blue cheese in my off whites (2x)