Playin Wit A Chek
Buddha bless this beat
Hey, hey
All of this ice on my neck (yeah)
You can see that I'm really blessed (yeah)
Put fourty P's in her trunk (yeah)
Put that little bitch on a test (yeah)
You can tell just how I dress (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
Little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
That money has made me a threat (yeah)
Send a text and she get wet (yeah)
Ballin', no Michelin and Ness (yeah)
I get the smoke from the West (yeah)
Go to New York to get fresh (yeah)
Flooded the Rolly with baguettes
Turned broke to rich, that's magic
Smoking kush, dipping through traffic (yeah)
Me and my bitch fucked another bitch (yeah)
Got rich and got my brother rich (yeah)
Nah nigga, I'm talking real M's (yeah)
That do what the fuck that I wanna shit (yeah)
If I can't trust you, it's fuck you
Kissed my little girl, told her "I love you"
Hold my little boy, told him "love you"
Told my bitch "I wanna fuck you"
All of this ice on my neck (yeah)
You can see that I'm really blessed (yeah)
Put fourty P's in her trunk (yeah)
Put that little bitch on a test (yeah)
You can tell just how I dress (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
Little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
Livin' like ain't no tomorrow (dope boy)
Livin' like ain't no tomorrow (dope boy)
Pull up, it's it's Monte Carlo (skkrt)
I don't give a fuck, that's my motto (fuck you)
Drop top, we came with no car note (drop)
Five naked hoes at the condo (cinco)
Five naked hoes at the condo
Five naked hoes at the condo (five)
Nigga I wear Gucci like Polo
Stacked all these M's up dolo (dolo)
I pull up on you with your hoe (damn)
Forty to ice out my logo (racks)
Livin' like ain't no tomorrow (woah)
Livin' like ain't no tomorrow (woah)
Pull up, I play with my dog
Then wake up again and do it tomorrow (hey)
All of this ice on my neck (yeah)
You can see that I'm really blessed (yeah)
Put fourty P's in her trunk (yeah)
Put that little bitch on a test (yeah)
You can tell just how I dress (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
Little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check
Hey, hey
All of this ice on my neck (yeah)
You can see that I'm really blessed (yeah)
Put fourty P's in her trunk (yeah)
Put that little bitch on a test (yeah)
You can tell just how I dress (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
Little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
That money has made me a threat (yeah)
Send a text and she get wet (yeah)
Ballin', no Michelin and Ness (yeah)
I get the smoke from the West (yeah)
Go to New York to get fresh (yeah)
Flooded the Rolly with baguettes
Turned broke to rich, that's magic
Smoking kush, dipping through traffic (yeah)
Me and my bitch fucked another bitch (yeah)
Got rich and got my brother rich (yeah)
Nah nigga, I'm talking real M's (yeah)
That do what the fuck that I wanna shit (yeah)
If I can't trust you, it's fuck you
Kissed my little girl, told her "I love you"
Hold my little boy, told him "love you"
Told my bitch "I wanna fuck you"
All of this ice on my neck (yeah)
You can see that I'm really blessed (yeah)
Put fourty P's in her trunk (yeah)
Put that little bitch on a test (yeah)
You can tell just how I dress (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
Little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
Livin' like ain't no tomorrow (dope boy)
Livin' like ain't no tomorrow (dope boy)
Pull up, it's it's Monte Carlo (skkrt)
I don't give a fuck, that's my motto (fuck you)
Drop top, we came with no car note (drop)
Five naked hoes at the condo (cinco)
Five naked hoes at the condo
Five naked hoes at the condo (five)
Nigga I wear Gucci like Polo
Stacked all these M's up dolo (dolo)
I pull up on you with your hoe (damn)
Forty to ice out my logo (racks)
Livin' like ain't no tomorrow (woah)
Livin' like ain't no tomorrow (woah)
Pull up, I play with my dog
Then wake up again and do it tomorrow (hey)
All of this ice on my neck (yeah)
You can see that I'm really blessed (yeah)
Put fourty P's in her trunk (yeah)
Put that little bitch on a test (yeah)
You can tell just how I dress (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
Little nigga playing with a check (yeah)
That little nigga playing with a check
Credits
Writer(s): Adolph Thornton, Tyron Douglas
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