Lil Wayne – Special Ops Lyrics

Special Ops

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"Special Ops." - Lil Wayne

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 02:31 pm

Album: Special Ops - Single

Track No: 01

Cheesehead
Cheesehead
Cheesehead, cheesehead
Finna go ham like green eggs
Finna go ham like honey glazed
This shit finna jam like Bunny Bread
This for the special ops
We circle the game when the schedule drop
In the NFC North at the very top
Bring every Viking and Lion and Bear you got
I'ma air it out
Green Bay, Green Bay
Got green and yellow blood in my DNA
Yeah, I'm more than a fan, I'm a teammate
How that victory taste? Like cheesecake
We division gatekeepers for keepsake
Who want beef? I'll come back with a beef plate
I'm the lead of a pack, give me leeway
Serve your ass like a snack on a cheese tray
Yay, yay, okay
This is my special op song
This for all the teams we gon' stomp on
We outside, hope you out goin'
You're not scorin', and undefeated you're not goin'
Pack up
We gon' ball till we fall and get back up
If it's me versus y'all, y'all need backup
I got y'all pickin' y'all quarterback up
Cheese and crackers
This is Lambeau Field, yeah
All facts, no feels, yeah
How that freezin' cold feel? Yeah
Go home and eat some oatmeal, yeah
My team got a lot of history
Lot of owners, lot of stock certificates
And right now I present to you the new rival jersey
And how fittingly
Cheeseheads, cheeseheads
We finna go ham like green eggs
Got beef, let's eat, we could break bread
Y'all better play hard or just play dead
This for the special ops
We circle the game when the schedule drop
This the NFC North at the very top
Like a penthouse suite in the Marriott
I'm crashing out
Green Bay, Green Bay
I got green and yellow blood in my DNA
Boy, I'm more than a fan, I'm a teammate
How that victory taste? Like cheesecake
We the heart of the North like it's V-Day
Somebody go tell Detroit that it's D-Day
Stand on biz like I stepped on a briefcase
It's so cold you got that injury face
Pack up, pack up
We gon' ball till we fall and get back up
If the coach in Chicago want act up
We want all of the smoke, no tobacco
You know I'm in my bag like a vacuum
Stay up for how long
It's the Frozen Tundra, you get piled on
Talkin' milestones
NFC division crown on
I don't know what planet Earth you on
Don't you know this enemy turf you on?
We don't do Honolulu blue
And don't come in here with no purple on
Tell your coach put his shirt back on
I got bear fur on my floor at home
We gon' make you eat all them words
And may they taste like provolone
And the Bears still suck
The Bears still suck
The Vikings still drunk
The Lions tails tucked
Hold up, hold up
This is Lambeau Field, yeah
Tell me how that snow feel, yeah
When the Pack hit the road, yeah
Everybody roadkill, yeah
Rival jersey my apparel, yeah
Singin' Roll Out the Barrel, yeah
Sing it like a Christmas carol
To a Cheesehead, y'all just a cattle
This is the Frozen Tundra
There ain't no sunshine in the Golden summer
We throw you under and stole your thunder
Green and gold is our holy colors
Brr
The Bears still suck
The Vikings still drunk
The Lions tails tucked
We ain't got time for the scrutiny
The team owned by the community
You might see me in the Tunechi suite
At the Super Bowl up in the super suite
That's super sweet
Cheesehead, cheesehead
Finna go ham like green eggs
Finna go ham like honey glazed
This shit finna jam like Bunny Bread
This for the special ops
We circle the game when the schedule drop
In the NFC North at the very top
Bring every Viking and Lion and Bear you got
I'ma air it out
Green Bay, Green Bay
Got green and yellow blood in my DNA
Yeah, I'm more than a fan, I'm a teammate
How that victory taste? Like cheesecake
We division gatekeepers for keepsake
Who want beef? I'll come back with a beef plate
I'm the lead of a pack, give me leeway
Serve your ass like a snack on a cheese tray
Yay, yay, okay
This is my special op song
This for all the teams we gon' stomp on
We outside, hope you out goin'
You're not scorin', and undefeated you're not goin'
Pack up
We gon' ball till we fall and get back up
If it's me versus y'all, y'all need backup
I got y'all pickin' y'all quarterback up
Cheese and crackers
This is Lambeau Field, yeah
All facts, no feels, yeah
How that freezin' cold feel? Yeah
Go home and eat some oatmeal, yeah
My team got a lot of history
Lot of owners, lot of stock certificates
And right now I present to you the new rival jersey
And how fittingly

Writer(s): Lil Wayne.

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