"Extra Cheese Freestyle" lyrics
What do you want on your tombstone?
What do I want on my tombstone? Extra cheese
Yeah, I'm right here before y'all turn
Yeah
I can't help but to look at my seeds and see only the best of me
They my award, guess I should write an acceptance speech
I plan on wagin' war until I could rest in peace
If we got an issue, don't be expectin' no press release
I bring it live and direct, I don't do Twitter rants
I'm bringin' steppers with me, it look like we Riverdance
Front row at the game, me and my wife on the kissing cam
I might trip one of the Grizzlies up if we miss again
We talkin' large paper, you might wan' listen in
Allergic to bullshit, my wife brought an EpiPen
I'm gettin' this cake, ten out of ten, I would recommend
And I'm doin' fine without the vows, just F&N
Never seen nothin' as dope as me, I'm a special blend
I'm in first place, but it just might be my second win
I got some nerve comin' for seconds and thirds
No matter what we gon' eat, baby, our section reserved
My old bitches perturbed, they all pissed
The money started callin' right after they called it quits
In fact, I've gotten sharper from bein' stabbed in the back
I just got a manicure, but I'm still after my scratch, I'm
I'm not religious, but I still feel blessed
Still playin' chess, I just signed another check
Pockets all knotted up, thumbin' through a lump sum
Still call it guap, but my daughter call it munyun
Love my wife and kids, my household such a romcom
Leave the house strapped with every weapon but a stun gun
I'm armed and dangerous, don't get it tangled up
You niggas is pussy, your parents don't get blamed enough
I'm bossin' up, I beg you to call my bluff
If I ain't went bought it already, it cost too much
Just a Jedi mind trick
I'm rollin' newspaper, I'm poppin' fly shit
And I been outta the trenches for a while yet
I'm still plugged in like a motherfuckin' Fire Stick
And, buddy, you best believe I'm doin' what's best for me
What do I want on my tombstone? Extra cheese
Yeah, I'm doin' what's best for me
What do I want on my tombstone? Extra cheese
You best believe I'm doin' what's best for me
What do I want on my— extra cheese
Long live Pif
What do you want on your tombstone? Real cheese
Much better tasting than pizzas made with imitation cheese
So what do you want on your tombstone?
What do I want on my tombstone? Extra cheese
Yeah, I'm right here before y'all turn
Yeah
I can't help but to look at my seeds and see only the best of me
They my award, guess I should write an acceptance speech
I plan on wagin' war until I could rest in peace
If we got an issue, don't be expectin' no press release
I bring it live and direct, I don't do Twitter rants
I'm bringin' steppers with me, it look like we Riverdance
Front row at the game, me and my wife on the kissing cam
I might trip one of the Grizzlies up if we miss again
We talkin' large paper, you might wan' listen in
Allergic to bullshit, my wife brought an EpiPen
I'm gettin' this cake, ten out of ten, I would recommend
And I'm doin' fine without the vows, just F&N
Never seen nothin' as dope as me, I'm a special blend
I'm in first place, but it just might be my second win
I got some nerve comin' for seconds and thirds
No matter what we gon' eat, baby, our section reserved
My old bitches perturbed, they all pissed
The money started callin' right after they called it quits
In fact, I've gotten sharper from bein' stabbed in the back
I just got a manicure, but I'm still after my scratch, I'm
I'm not religious, but I still feel blessed
Still playin' chess, I just signed another check
Pockets all knotted up, thumbin' through a lump sum
Still call it guap, but my daughter call it munyun
Love my wife and kids, my household such a romcom
Leave the house strapped with every weapon but a stun gun
I'm armed and dangerous, don't get it tangled up
You niggas is pussy, your parents don't get blamed enough
I'm bossin' up, I beg you to call my bluff
If I ain't went bought it already, it cost too much
Just a Jedi mind trick
I'm rollin' newspaper, I'm poppin' fly shit
And I been outta the trenches for a while yet
I'm still plugged in like a motherfuckin' Fire Stick
And, buddy, you best believe I'm doin' what's best for me
What do I want on my tombstone? Extra cheese
Yeah, I'm doin' what's best for me
What do I want on my tombstone? Extra cheese
You best believe I'm doin' what's best for me
What do I want on my— extra cheese
Long live Pif
What do you want on your tombstone? Real cheese
Much better tasting than pizzas made with imitation cheese
So what do you want on your tombstone?
