Cheesecake lyrics

[Intro]
Turn me up (Haha, PBell)
Ooh
Yeah, yeah (Dxnte, you snapped on this one)
Yeah, huh

[Verse]
Brand-new Rover look like peach, I make them hoes wipe my seat
Ice my Rollie just like Meek, new Forgi fours on all my feet
I do drugs 'cause I be geeked, my OT run was just like Meech
Got Cali bud, this sh*t ain't cheap, I get sh*t done just off one tweet
I can pop my sh*t for real 'cause it's real life, it ain't no act
If that Rollie ain't at least three hundred, that sh*t light, them ain't no racks
She not my type, but still'll f*ck a b*tch on sight 'cause I like rats
Fill my closet up, mix match, that's on my life, it look like Saks
I like hoes that's gon' be hoes, but I hate hoes that play they role
I smoke 'bows and I like clothes, that dog too strong, it stank my nose
You ain't coppin' least two O's, don't hit my phone, bro, what you on?
f*ck this rap 'cause this sh*t bold how n*ggas told and sell out shows
I been poppin' since like ten, b*tch, I can pop it 'cause I'm him
Off the lot with Maybach, Benz, flooded rocks, b*tch, I might swim
What type of games these n*ggas be playin', dog? Shot and still ain't spin
Bentley drop, it cost two men, flood the watch with all blue gems
b*tch, I'm talkin' Flintstones
Been gettin' fent' gone, yeah, since the flip phone
Half a million standin' from my foot up to my hip bone
New compressor, step on it so hard, I put a six on
Fluffy bag, filled up with all coins, it got wicks on
Rich n*gga, that's ten thousand gone when I put 'fits on
Fly the b*tch from Cali, get the load before I get home
Pour up yellow 'Tussin, sh*t so old, look like it's hit on