The Heist Franc Grimes

Verse one:

Gimme the cheese, the cheddar, & the provolone/
Maybe a couple clones, cause I ain't never home/
I be up in my zone, full court press/
And momma always told me, Do your best/
Never settle for less, my descendants were kings/
So I am blessed with the power to do poetic things/
A caged bird sings, shout out to Ms. Myers/
She gave me food for the soul and kept me inspired/
That I could always make it happen, with this rapping, I'll be snapping, til the audience is clapping/
And I'll be working overtime, on the grind, trying to shine, man I'm known to get it cracking/
I'm the host, doing the most, give her a dose/
Guaranteed she won't ever let you back in/ UH
Cause I'm the illest with it/
When I leave this bitch you know the realist did it

Say what, say what?

Hook:
Better get that dough and get low fa sho'
Better get that dough and get low fa sho'
Better get that dough and get low fa sho'
Get that dough, get low fa shooo...
Better get, get that (get'cho ass up)
Get that, get that (get'cho ass in)
Get that, get that (get'cho ass on)
Get that dough & get low fa shoooo...