yeah, huh, yeah 

T’s and C’s
Get these cheese
Gotta eat 
Gotta eat 
I gotta eat 
Man I’m famished 
I swear that I gotta eat 
It extendo
My niggas in that robbery 
In the bando 
My niggas you not messing with 
Cinderella 
That’s why I call her princess
That my bitch 
I took her out the trenches 

We at the bottom 
We in the office 
We lost our conscious
We need em coffins 

My day to die up in that roster 
Need that cheese 
That’s all I smoke since I’m a Rasta 
We at the bottom 
We at the bottom 
But not for longer 

Tell if it counts 
If I give you rounds 
And all my aura 
That shit bounces to you 
And it just makes you awesome 

Plenty them try to be me 
And they imposters 
Taking care of my business and me
That’s all I know Sir 

T’s and C’s
Get these cheese
Gotta eat 
Gotta eat 
I gotta eat 
Man I’m famished 
I swear that I gotta eat 
It extendo
My niggas in that robbery 
In the bando 
My niggas you not messing with 
Cinderella 
That’s why I call her princess
That my bitch 
I took her out the trenches 

And my bitch got a bitch 
bitch got a bitch 
Yeah my bitch got a bitch 
got a bitch, got a bitch

and my bitches come in twos 
Coz you know I’m fucking twins 
got a bitch, got a bitch 
got a bitch, got a bitch 

And my bitches come in twos 
Like em shits wedding rings 
bitch don’t assume 
That’s my bitch ain’t my sis 
coz I gotta eat 
Yeah Coz I gott eat
And my bitches let me eat 
Can’t be famished

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