This is a song about "Ritz crackers with cheese"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

When you fly as a bitch

A specimen of crackers

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

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

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm sure to get rich

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I need to be the cheese with green like soakin' mold, god only knows,

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

"get on your knees bitch please i'll make you into swiss cheese"