This is a song about "Cheek"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

So pass that ass to me let me squish the left cheek

Is it just me, or is what i'm hearing all talk and cheek

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I got rap in my veins, blood in my eyes, tears down my cheek

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak

She gonna dance when that molly through

But it's still tongue-and-cheek, fuck you

But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

I hurl with tears pourin from my cheek, cause you mean the world to me

Make room for the groom married to his music

Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

A tear down his cheek and his legs feel weak