Roddy Ricch - Blue cheese

Posted up with Yeezy, got the chain on my Rolls Royce
Running up a mil' too easy, I ain't got no choice
Did a festival run and I damn near lost my voice
They ain't never let me in this bitch I kick the door
If he a rat then I ain't never gon' trust him
I keep blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese inside the duffle
She pull up in a yellow Lamborghini, call her butter
See Roddy corporate, but I run with niggas out the gutter
Woohoo

I been working so hard that I just missed supper
Woohoo
Know some niggas that keep bricks inside a choppa
Woohoo
All my diamonds hit so hard I got a concussion
Woohoo
I be fucking all the bitches that he cuffing
Woohoo

I was out in Miami, that's two hours from Orlando
Had to get Dubai money, I'm sliding on the sando
We recruited niggas out the army with the ammo
Fucked her in a penthouse suite, I better light a candle
I double dutch Promethazine but don't be in my business
We might fly out to yo' city and, yes, we brought some twins with us
My man be so damn high he geeky geeky, brought the triple cup
Don't speak on my name, we discipline the nigga dissing us

Posted up with Yeezy, got the chain on my Rolls Royce
Running up a mil' too easy, I ain't got no choice
Did a festival run and I damn near lost my voice
They ain't never let me in this bitch I kick the door
If he a rat then I ain't never gon' trust him
I keep blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese inside the duffle
She pull up in a yellow Lamborghini, call her butter
See Roddy corporate, but I run with niggas out the gutter
Woohoo
I keep blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese inside the duffle
Woohoo
See Roddy corporate, but I run with niggas out the gutter
Woohoo