Mac and cheese Mac and cheese
I got racks and I sneeze
And the diamonds on my wrist they be nothing but freeze
Mac and cheese Mac and cheese
I got racks and I sneeze
And the diamonds on my wrist they be nothing but freeze

Yeah, I got the cheese, I got the Mac
I ain’t talking Big Mac, I ain’t talking Apple
I ain’t talking computers, I’m talking about the real deal man
That creamy ass Mac and Cheese you got ya know
Got the sides, got all that shit
It’s about to be a good ass meal boi

Mac and cheese
Mac and cheese
Always fresh never freeze
Im balling to the wall
Til I win I ain’t gonna leave
It is free? is it free?
I ain’t coming for free
I only perform I you pay the fee

Never old never told
Never fake never fold
Did ya know? Did ya know?
That my Rollie rose gold
That my girls in 4s
That my meals course in 4
That my glass always get poured
That I grew up kinda poor
Now I’m hoppin on a leer Jet
The kinda that you ain’t get
All black interior, and brown leather vest