AG Club — QUESO

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I need that fetti, boy
I need that dinero, that fuckin’ peso, nigga
The euro, all that shit, boy
I’m tryna eat
Don’t expect shit from me ’cause I don’t expect shit from you
But that fuckin’ bank, nigga
I need that cheese, that bread, right now

I might fight fire with fire and hell hot than a bitch
And I be feelin’ this spot to put some weight on my wrist
I need a constant vacation full of pussy and bliss
And get the love I was chasin’, but that shit don’t exist
I’m high as fuck off this life, inebriated in tears
‘Cause I been seein’ the light and this reflect my fears
I wanna die every night, but every day that I’m here
I realize niggas couldn’t touch if they tried

Okay
I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese
I need the paper, the feta, I need the green
I need it now, right now, bitch, I can’t wait
If you comin’ next week, bitch, that’s too late
I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese
I need the paper, the feta, I need the green
I need it now, right now, bitch, I can’t wait
If you comin’ next week, bitch, that’s too late

Niggas tryna knock me off my pivot foot, I feel that
Double D make sure your cap secure before I peel that
Need a meal ticket, still trippin’ where the grill at?
If my heels slip I heelflip until the rim crack
Spittin’ crack rock on the empty stomach
Fuck it though, the bitches love it
Conversation, I’m the subject, speakin’ on my name in public
Jody, these niggas must not know me
Wait ’til I speak my mind
Need a billy for niggas who see me Milly Rock before I hit my Diddy Bop
Nigga keepin’ Fendi with me, horse and my city rock
Who put up a fifty pop? Shit like this got fifty pop
I know these niggas mad, they wanna hit me in my Kenny Spot
Nigga, I treat a lyric like an option, nigga
No disrespect, just don’t forget I got it proper, nigga
Cookin’ Betty Crocker off my rocker, I’ma pop it, nigga
Halfway off the Porch, got ANRs, tryna talk to niggas
They tyin’ up the phone lines, it’s go time
Niggas gon’ be quotin’ this like K-Dot’s control line
Used to wait for shit, now we pull up and we control lines
Bitch, I need that Swiss, the cheddar, [?], the provolone [?]

Okay
I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese
I need the paper, the feta, I need the green
I need it now, right now, bitch, I can’t wait
If you comin’ next week, bitch, that’s too late
I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese
I need the paper, the feta, I need the green
I need it now, right now, bitch, I can’t wait
If you comin’ next week, bitch, that’s too late
I need the paper, the feta, I need the cheese
I need the paper, the feta, I need the green
I need it now, right now, bitch, I can’t wait
If you comin’ next week, bitch, that’s too late
Yeah