CHEAP lyrics

[Verse 1]
f*ck everybody outside (Woah)
Tinted windows, I got people on the inside (Woah)
I might start sellin' bricks with my ***, wild (Yeah)
And my new sh*t mean, this my top five (Bet)
If that sh*t ain't come from me, couldn't be a fact (Woah)
I don't f*ckin' need a thing, hold up, matter fact (Yeah)
I take it back, I need a switch on my new metal (Yeah)
What the f*ck you think these racks for? Sentimental? (b*tch)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, woah, woah)
b*tch, I'm back with it, I found you, I want blood, b*tch (Woah, woah)
Track different as soon as you put me in the mix (Yeah)
I'm gettin' sicker every second, you gon' die quick (Yeah)
I'm impatient, I want figures for a feature (Woah)
Runnin' up a tab with the f*ckin' grim reaper (Woah, woah)
Money in the bag, livin' ain't gon' get cheaper (Nah)
I'm outside y'all window with the f*ckin' street sweeper (Huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Watch yourself, I been through it one time (Yeah)
Then I'm runnin' through a full bottle, two nights (Woah)
Couldn't be like me if you tried three lives (Yeah)
Think 'bout giving up and f*cking buy a .45 (Bap, bap, bap)
Figured I was different since I'm six years old (Yeah)
Seven out of seven every week wouldn't fold (Yeah)
I drop EIGHTY PROOF and it's nine times bigger (Woah, woah, woah)
Ten out of ten, speaking of which, I need liquor (Bap)
Watch yourself, I been through it one time (Woah, woah)
Then I'm runnin' through a full bottle, two nights (Woah)
Couldn't be like me if you tried three lives (Woah)
Think 'bout giving up and f*cking buy a .45
Figured I was different since I'm six years old (Yeah)
Seven out of seven every week, wouldn't fold (Yeah)
I drop EIGHTY PROOF and it's nine times bigger (Woah, woah, woah)
Ten out of ten, speaking of which, I need liquor
[Verse 2]
If you still ain't pick it up, I'm a motherf*ckin' issue (Woah)
Longer I'm alive, mama cry 'cause she been through (Yeah)
Every other penny that her son made burnt (Burnt)
Dead man walking, yeah, b*tch, but I learn (But I learn)
Every f*ckin' second that I breathe, b*tch, I earn that (Woah)
f*ck you, don't wan' hear sh*t after backpack (Yeah)
I'm f*ckin' better, b*tch, I'm in it, that's a setback (Yeah)
Trust me, I'm 'bout my motherf*ckin' get back (Woo)