Jazz Cartier - Cheddar

(What you waitin' for? Just get that ch-)
Yeah

I can't carry no baggage, flights from London to Paris
And when I talk 'bout them bands
Baby, I don't mean no marriage
Got no time for excuses, like my name Nike, I do it
If you broke and still complaining, nigga
(What you waitin' for? Just get that cheddar)

The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze
All I ever needed was the (cheddar)
The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze
All I ever needed was the (cheddar)
Cha-ching, Chrome Hearts in my sleeve, all my niggas gonna eat
All I ever needed was the (cheddar)
The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze
All I ever needed was the (cheddar) (yeah)

I was broke, but dream, that ain't they make on me
Turned they back on me, now they back on me
I don't smoke, I dream, keep that yak on me
Black on black my V, no GPS or 'matic, shift that (skrrt, skrrt)
I can't trust nobody, no friend or foe (yeah)
Yeah, paintin' all my seats, so I can see them go (see them go)
Ooh, grindin' like I'm posted in the freezin' cold (yeah)
I let you see the highs (yeah), let you feel the lows (yeah)
Ooh, I can't even call Lantz up
Me and Ivan haven't spoken since he got his plans cut
I been takin' chances, mama need a mansion
Tryna get my bands up, nigga
(What you waitin' for? Just get that cheddar)

The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze
All I ever needed was the (cheddar)
The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze
All I ever needed was the (cheddar)
Cha-ching, Chrome Hearts in my sleeve, all my niggas gonna eat
All I ever needed was the (cheddar)
The cheese, need that guap on me, need my neck on freeze
All I ever needed was the (cheddar) (yeah)

(All I ever needed was the-)
The cheese, first they ain't believe, now they want a piece
On me 'cause I got
The cheese, blow it, watch you leave
Stressin' 'bout the dollar 'til it put my mind at ease for the
Yeah, for that

You hear me?
So, it ain't 'bout your looks
It ain't about how you present yourself
It's when a motherfucker find out who you really are
(Oh, oh my God, that's him)
You hear me? Yeahk, bitch it's me
(Yeah) that's right
You see what I'm sayin'? It not about tryna out-do somebody
It's about helping each other out, man (facts)
That's how white people survive all the time, y'all
You know what I mean
Damn, look at this bitch right here, yo

(Flow 93.5 Toronto's Hip-Hop, what's poppin'?)
'Cause if you say to a woman
"'Scuse me, 'scuse me, 'scuse me, 'scuse me miss, 'scuse me"
And she doesn't turn around, guess what
A-ha, she doesn't wanna talk to yo' ass

Written by:
Jahmarie Adams, Tavon Thompson

Publisher:
Lyrics © SINGLES PUBLISHING, LLC

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