Текст песни Mac & Cheese - Izaya Tiji
Brr,
aye
Course
I
got
the
cheque
Course
I
brang
my
banger
Your
hoe
call
me
"Izzy"
My
hoe
call
me
"Zaya"
Scared
to
talk
to
you,
I
don't
know
what
to
say,
yeah
I
keep
running
up
big
bands,
till
my
shit
sprained
Talkin
spicy
on
this
bitch,
yeah,
just
like
pepper
spray
I
can
let
these
lil
niggas
talk
shit
cus
I'm
not
entertained,
yeah
Call
up
bri
go
do
your
work,
I
had
to
tell
that
girl
to
wait,
yeah
AR
beat
it
boom-bop
I
just
need
the
guwap
Might
just
cop
some
moonrock
These
Giusseppe,
watch
me
moonwalk
It
get
flipped,
yeah,
that's
a
full
Bro
you
fucking
with
them
tools,
bruh
Saved
your
brother
from
them
shooters
And
we
slide
on
bro
we
know
he
boo'd
up
Oh,
you
had
to
ride
on
bro,
yeah,
yeah,
he
had
his
crocs
on
Let
them
doggies
bite
on
bro,
yeah,
yeha,
then
turn
the
FOX
on
AR-47
fry
your
head
just
like
a
hot
comb
Broke
boy
couldn't
get
no
GTC,
he
tried
to
box
tho
I'm
whippin
out
this
mazi
I'm
probably
sippin
[?]
I
feel
safer
with
them
choppers
Like
I'm
the
trending
topic
Fucked
this
bad
hoe,
got
the
top
Then
see
I
made
the
top
lift
They
on
D,
like
make
the
chop
rip
I'm
like
bk
like
to
fry
shit
I'm
like
bk
like
to
fry
shit,
baby
Whats
your
favourite
color,
diamonds?
On
vacay,
can't
tell
where
I'm
is
Aye
bro,
what
the
time
is?
Yeah
he
just
got
like
five
heads
Got
toys
walked
into
simon
Brr,
aye
Course
I
got
the
cheque
Course
I
brang
my
banger
Your
hoe
call
me
"Izzy"
My
hoe
call
me
"Zaya"
Scared
to
talk
to
you,
I
don't
know
what
to
say,
yeah
I
keep
running
up
big
bands,
till
my
shit
sprained
Talkin
spicy
on
this
bitch,
yeah,
just
like
pepper
spray
I
can
let
these
lil
niggas
talk
shit
cus
I'm
not
entertained,
yeah
Call
up
bri
go
do
your
work,
I
had
to
tell
that
girl
to
wait,
yeah
Yeah,
I
got
some
hittas,
they
be
making
cheese
And
I
been
through
shit
that
you
cannot
believe
Cooking
crack
up
with
no
mask,
might
turn
you
to
a
fiend
Lost
my
brother
to
the
percs,
they
call
that
shit
OD
Buts
its
homicidal
Stacking
up
big
racks,
it's
stacking
like
the
Eiffel
Might
not
meet
the
Glock,
but
you
might
meet
the
rifle
When
I
sober
up,
I
start
getting
suicidal
So
I
just
smoke
the
dope
And
my
shorty
bad,
she
a
throat
goat
Choppas
in
this
bitch,
they
hittin'
the
floorboards
Can't
tell
you
what
it
is,
just
bring
me
more
loads
Brr,
aye
Course
I
got
the
cheque
Course
I
brang
my
banger
Your
hoe
call
me
"Izzy"
My
hoe
call
me
"Zaya"
Scared
to
talk
to
you,
I
don't
know
what
to
say,
yeah
I
keep
running
up
big
bands,
till
my
shit
sprained
Talkin
spicy
on
this
bitch,
yeah,
just
like
pepper
spray
I
can
let
these
lil
niggas
talk
shit
cus
I'm
not
entertained,
yeah
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