Goat Cheese
Lil Berete
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Yeah Put on your seatbelt, I see cops (A.R., you bodied this one) My rights are Yeah, I know what my rights are Yeah, I know what my rights are, yeah Police try to pull me over but I know what my rights are My homie with the dotted license and he got it I have friends moving left and I got shooters on the right side Diamonds I can't breathe I just swat it like a mob tie Came up from these streets been flexing on the court side Southside where I sleep, day dreaming in the Northside Catch me lickies and I got 9 been creeping on the other side Yeah, yeah, I don't think you wanna really die Couple youngins, they been reckless I got fake niggas screaming out, "Gang gang" Your close friend is your enemy Same thing, propane how we smoke shit I need rubber bands to wrap all these Benjamins I f*ck clean, 'cause my exes look for evidence And I delete all these hoes off of my messages I chase cheese and I'm feeling like the goat, yeah I get goat cheese while these birds just getting bread, yeah Guess I'm from the streets 'cause these problems want me dead, yeah I got couple dogs never switched, never shed Pick the paper up and I can barely use a pen I just freestyle, tell these pussy nigga how I feel Remember going to school never had a pen but had lip Wanna feel the hot shit, got no time to talk shit On my ride or die shit, foreign whip might crash it I was broke last year, no hoes last year In that latest, main bitch a actress She do acrobatic backflips, and she ride like porno Cops try to kick the door bout' the dope I sold I'm just tryna send a load, got a blunt like Lisa Mo, yeah Police try to pull me over but I know what my rights are My homie with the dotted license and he got it I have friends moving left and I got shooters on the right side Diamonds I can't breathe I just swat it like a mob tie Came up from these streets been flexing on the court side Southside where I sleep, day dreaming in the Northside Catch me lickies and I got 9 been creeping on the other side Yeah, yeah, I don't think you wanna really die Couple youngins they been reckless I got fake niggas screaming out, "Gang gang" Your close friend is your enemy Same thing propane how we smoke shit I need rubber bands to wrap all these Benjamins I fucked 3, 'cause my exes look for evidence And I delete all these hoes off of my messages I chase cheese and I'm feeling like a goat, yeah I get goat cheese while these birds just getting bread Goat cheese
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Written by: Arron Reed, Yaya Berete
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