Provolone Freestyle

Fuck all that weak shit, I'm going strong Tryna focus on my cheese, bitch, provolone

Antioch, baby, better know what's goin' on Big houses, but we trappin' , home alone

I get trippy on the shrooms, call it phoning home So if you ain't tryna, then you're going home

See, now I'm the bad guy But shit won't play out like the last time, past time

Now I got the money, I don't have time You can't be around me, you got bad vibes

Disgusting, came from the bottom, it was dusty If they want funk, let's get musty

But trust me, see, I ain't kidding like a nigga lost custody

Good luck when it's up, don't fuck with me Standing on business like my feet on the company

You for real or you faking all that love for me? Talk to me nice, like I want a girl that's like

Doja Cat or Ice Spice Face look nice, like booty look like she brought a chopper to a knife fight