Dropout Monroe - Grits Lyrics

I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick

I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick

Just loaded my stick
Ribs out in the pit
Break your ribs off with this clip
Hollow tips got nothing on these R.I.P.'s
My mind on nothing when I'm ripped
My mind on nothing when it's gripped
Wake up eat these grits
Lace up get the brick

Grow up, gotta be educated
Catch a case and you may never make it
Catch a bitch and she may always fake it
Never know a fake until it's tainted

They say fake it til' you make it
Ones that's fake already wasted
Wind up fake, might get misplaced bitch
Keep that conversation unrelated

A little salt n' peppa
A little lean with my perc
A look at my weapon and that bitch gonna make it twerk
I'm too numb, put me in the dirt
Wake up make this money work
Ain't gotta be concerned
I'm just making these verbs

I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick

On nation, no hesitation
Get in the way of my supper, you'll never taste it
Matter fact, you'll never taste again.
Blade comes out never wasted
Silent at the peak, since the golf wang jeep
Cut the lights, neutral we creep
Serving pounds while you sleep
Still up at the crack of three

Think I'm crazy
Gonna blow up like the eighties
Smell that, ain't no mid-grade baby
Watch me rid this QP, get that gravy, shit

I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick

They said throw in the towel
You're at your death bed
I said close your mouth, bullet ain't met my head yet
You in it for clout, why ain't you left yet?
I ain't celeb, but I'll spit til' my death met

I roll up with the best of em'
Still an intellectual
I ain't gotta show my testicles
Stay smoking like a festival, shit

I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick

I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick
I been counting cheese
Got it melting on the grits
Feel like I just hit a lick
Feel like I just hit a lick