Zach Fogarty - MCCH lyrics

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Zach Fogarty - MCCH lyrics

[Intro talking: Dreyyz] Uh, A couple months in a game. Got all this fame, money and b**hes, but I'm still mobbing with my n***as, n***a What's good? It's The League, swag [Verse: Young Richard Branson] Counting this dough You already know it's rap game Vincent Van Gough (I'm artsy) I ain't scared of no n***a (no) All my goons steady got fingers on triggers I don't carry no f**ing wallet Got knots busting out of my f**ing pockets If you tryna start some problems My girl Oprah walking round with plenty choppas Sir Flex A lot is what they call me Already know my tommy don't like being silent (he loud) I like green and I like cheese (cheddar) Sir Flex A lot got b**hes bowing down to my My kicks game is redic Got matching Cement 4s for me and my b**h (Dunkxchange) My swag game is so crazy Got all these n***as looking at me like "damn he wavy" (splash) [Hook: Dreyyz] Money, cars, clothes, hoes Getting all this paper cause that's all The League knows I'm talking money, cars, clothes, hoes Stacking all this bread cause that's all my n***as know [Verse: Papi Bambino] I just smoked, I just smoked Don't try me b**h, fall back hoe Vatican road, John Paul The Pope We pop some pills, then f** these hoes Roll this dro, fat b**hes galore I love obese hoes and that's all I know 954, Jerm got the cocoa He got packs for the low, and that's all I know Turnt up off that drank you know what I'm saying We all high, we all in here, we all smoked out, f**ed up Young Lord Lance is on the scene Got that tec with the red beam Between your eyes, you look Hindu Call you Nemo, cause you is fish food Swim in the sea, salty coochie Rap game Kristina Yamaguchi [Hook] [Verse:Dreyyz] (Pa** that crack) My bad, I'm faded in this b**h (kush) Molly water in my bottle, the purest of that sh** (molly) 10k for her purity ring That p**y just like Swan Lake 10 years of ballet, rode my dick like she did valet No foul play, no chicken heads in my coupe Just 10 bricks and white chick that s**s my dick in the drive through (What would you like to order) Um codeine in my soda so I move in slow motion while you twerk and buss it open (Will that complete your order) Nah b**h I want some more hoes Supersize my fries and look me in the eyes As I eat my number 9, am I holding up the line? b**h just hop inside (And you can tell your manager to s** my dick!) Now I'm out this b**h (I'm out) 100,000 tacos and they all golden Rap game Drake Bell And my snapback says "jerkin ain't dead" Get money n***a, cause you know what the chorus says