Bam Alexander - Ranch or Blue Cheese Lyrics

Wait, wait are you gonna go dumb?
Light up the pack, pool in the back
Y'all shit is gimmicks bro, keep it a stack
I am a king in the ring with the raps
Run it with me you catch hits at your cap
It is what it is, you get what you give
Talk like you real when we know that you ain't
My brother Suavie still serve in the rain
He told me he do this shit for Lil' Saint
Chip on my shoulder, it's like a boulder
Walk through the hallway I'm chipping the paint
Time getting closer, nigga it's over
Calls with the boss he just Swavor'd the chain
Nigga talk messy, his rep getting stained
These niggas fed when their cred getting drained
Shawty said Bam you the best in the game
Tried to leave twice, she undressing again
They say he different, but I never changed
That's just them saying I'm in my own lane
Soon as we on, pass baton to the gang
Hit Boca Raton, put my team on a wave
County Kid shit, I'ma rep 'til I'm breathless
I feel like Drama, I'm young and I'm reckless
How you place all of your stock in a necklace?
Way too invested on stunting and flexing
The fool blew a check, but it wasn't enough (Sheesh)
All of that shit not impressive to us
Ranch or blue cheese how you dressing it up (Aye)
You flexing for what? (For what, for what)
My nigga you look like a lick, trust
Gang at your neck they gon' take what they want
Fool blew a check but it wasn't enough (Sheesh)
All of that shit not impressive to us
Ranch or blue cheese how you dressing it up (Aye)
You flexing for what? (For what, for what)
My nigga you look like a lick, trust
Gang at your neck they gon' take what they want
When I take a trip, man I really be gone
Two weeks in Europe, my phone wasn't on
Emergency only, bitch leave me alone
I got a view like a shot from a drone
You number two like Attack of the Clones
I'm in my moment, yeah I'm in my zone...

Wait, wait are you gonna go dumb?
Light up the pack, pool in the back
Y'all shit is gimmicks bro, keep it a stack
I am a king in the ring with the raps
Run it with me you catch hits at your cap
It is what it is, you get what you give
Talk like you real when we know that you ain't
My brother Suavie still serve in the rain
He told me he do this shit for Lil' Saint
Chip on my shoulder, it's like a boulder
Walk through the hallway I'm chipping the paint
Time getting closer, nigga it's over
Calls with the boss he just Swavor'd the chain
Nigga talk messy, his rep getting stained
These niggas fed when their cred getting drained
Shawty said Bam you the best in the game
Tried to leave twice, she undressing again
They say he different, but I never changed
That's just them saying I'm in my own lane
Soon as we on, pass baton to the gang
Hit Boca Raton, put my team on a wave
County Kid shit, I'ma rep 'til I'm breathless
I feel like Drama, I'm young and I'm reckless
How you place all of your stock in a necklace?
Way too invested on stunting and flexing
The fool blew a check, but it wasn't enough (Sheesh)
All of that shit not impressive to us
Ranch or blue cheese how you dressing it up (Aye)
You flexing for what? (For what, for what)
My nigga you look like a lick, trust
Gang at your neck they gon' take what they want
Fool blew a check but it wasn't enough (Sheesh)
All of that shit not impressive to us
Ranch or blue cheese how you dressing it up (Aye)
You flexing for what? (For what, for what)
My nigga you look like a lick, trust
Gang at your neck they gon' take what they want
When I take a trip, man I really be gone
Two weeks in Europe, my phone wasn't on
Emergency only, bitch leave me alone
I got a view like a shot from a drone
You number two like Attack of the Clones
I'm in my moment, yeah I'm in my zone...