This is a song about "Chuky cheese"

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese

Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

I love the money but i hate the cheese

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Cause i’m balling, bitch