Cheese and Dope Freestyle

Intro Juice WRLD Ally Lotti Everybody doin that Cheese and Dope Challenge on Instagram thats funny You what Im sayin You know that shit (What) Cheese and dope shit that Project Pat (Yeah)   Verse Juice WRLD Ally Lotti Bitch Im better bitch Im better bitch Im better bitch Im better I do better I do better I do better I do better You wanna fight You wanna fight You wanna fight You wanna fight Juice Mayweather Juice Mayweather Juice Mayweather Juice Mayweather (Hahaha) Look at the way Ima spit this shit look at the ways to hit them licks I was back in the Chi I was runnin through the 6 like Drake but I dont got no woes for shit Pull up on the scene with the chopper like Damn nigga shoot him in his face but it hit his bitch All I know is get the cash and stack it yeah after that make you flip Smokin on dope smokin on dope sellin that dope Im in the trap Used to have brown in a bag used to serve it out my lab Fifty mo dollars had to pay to get high in my house But if you was tweakin fuck it load that clip when I kick you out I got cheese hoes and a bunch of fuckin dope I got Ps coke and some killers at the door Niggas fake lip syncin Milli Vanilli on these hoes Im just poppin like a wheelie like Meek Milly on a go ayy Off of the molly Im a whole different person Snakes in the grass but I see the serpent Run up on me I get to murkin Gun is a bird it get to chirpin Ooh ayy ayy she tell me Im pretty I say Im prettier in person ooh ayy I thank God every day he bless me with this discernment uh I see demons I see demons I see angels uh My eyes are like cameras and I see it from different angles uh ayy Run up on me you get shot huh gun on my hip uhuh ayy Boy this bitch Hot Pocket huh yeah I got a pocket rocket huh ayy Project Pat uh Im a project kid uh Hit you in yo stomach bullets you digestin it I never had no Section 8 no I lived in that Section A UP universe park thats where I was at thats where we fuckin stayed ayy We was in Cal Park ayy uppin the hunnids ayy ayy Niggas in Rosen ayy ayy gettin that money ayy ayy Over east up in the streets actin grimy ayy ayy I aint Thug but some my niggasll get real slimey ayy ayy Huh 40 with that 30 I deserve it Im ballin for that green Im shootin on my Larry Bird shit Niggas know whats up Im in the kitchen like Im Keurig Whippin whippin flippin chickens Harolds to the churches Niggas know whats up with me in the kitchen with the cutlery Ballin Jimmy Butler rushin I was Chrissy Tucker please Get the fuck back fore we fuck up yo set Droppin sets loading Tecs Hit your face and yo neck Bitch Im ballin dont need rebounds Im dunkin on the bitch Up in school I couldnt do no work I was flunking in that bitch High as fuck off Xans sleep in class fuck the work Matter fact after class I was probably selling work I had Addys for the 30 I had Vyvanse for the 10 I had all types of Xans I used to pass up to my friends Who get high up beside lunch after that probably skip school I was ridin round the city with my motherfuckin tool uh Used to leave the burbs go back to the city Gun with a pretty pea coat Pretty Ricky You get shot in yo back if you think this shit sweet Mask on me it aint Halloween still Trick or Treat All these hoes wanna fuck on me they cant get dick for free Matter fact cant get dick at all cause these bitches aint for me They be triflin they be triflin tryna rob tryna scheme If a bitch tryna set me or my brothers up might leave her on the scene uh See my gun is bisexual it also knows a lot of big words its perplexual See bitch I be flexin and my life is on a pedestal Im just like KISS or sum I got that heavy metal and Im rockin Hahahaha