Blp Kosher – Cheese Touch Lyrics

Cheese Touch Lyrics by Blp Kosher

[Intro]
(Fumez got that heat)

[Chorus]
I’m touchin’ bread, I got the cheese touch, Greg Heffley
She said I’m a G, I’m in the shower gettin’ Becky
Named the Draco Austin, it got powers and it’s hefty
Send that boy to Mars, oh, that’s what I like, but that ain’t Pepsi
If looks could kill, then I’ll destroy him and I’ll do it by my lonely
Suite Life, I’m ’bout to pass the blunt to Mr. Moseby
He was dumpin’ in drive, I called him Wonton Tony
Want him dead or alive, I’m talkin’ Jon Bon Jovi

[Verse]
They screamin’, “Dreidel man for president,” I feel like John McCain
Like a senior, I can’t leavе without my stick, I grabbed my cane
Crashed thе whip and then I scream, paint job, I’m not Lil Wayne
Ain’t no ceilings, don’t exist around my way, them boys insane
How the fuck he went from ridin’ Tri-Rail to private plane?
They left me in the deep end and I went to preachin’ like Lecrae
Plan B, I hear the opps callin’, then I grab my K
Scratch off, they tried to leave debris, I left decay
I’m a pitbull that don’t bark, I leave a mark and let it rain
I might fly her out to Portland by tonight ’cause she my main
Put ’em back up in the blender, power juicer, Jack Lalanne
He owe me bread, I’ma kneel with that chopper, I ain’t Shane
I brought the switches back to Sweden, snakes on a plane
See that boy and catch fire like the fuckin’ Hunger Games
His crib got riddled up with bullets, all he said was one name
I’ll go vehicular manslaughter on that biker gang
I let this chopper eat like Joey Chestnut ’cause it’s a glizzy
That’s my woadie, that’s my dreidel, that’s my motherfuckin’ twizzy
He don’t like you, then this chopper make him hit the griddy
‘Bout to pull up on his ass, yeat, yah, finna get busy
I used to work at Lowe’s, but now I’m droppin’ low’s
Open fracture on the Glock, came with a motherfuckin’ bone
He a bug, he won’t last, last resort
I’m ’bout to pop a roach
Salt life, I left them briny deep and then I docked the boat

[Chorus]
I’m touchin’ bread, I got the cheese touch, Greg Heffley
She said I’m a G, I’m in the shower gettin’ Becky
Named the Draco Austin, it got powers and it’s hefty
Send that boy to Mars, oh, that’s what I like, but that ain’t Pepsi
If looks could kill, then I’ll destroy him and I’ll do it by my lonely
Suite Life, I’m ’bout to pass the blunt to Mr. Moseby
He was dumpin’ in drive, I called him Wonton Tony
Want him dead or alive, I’m talkin’ Jon Bon Jovi