Checks in the Morning

PGB be the gang baby
Shit, my brother came up to me the other day talkin' bout
Trill, whatchu tryna do be a rapper or something
I was like nah man
He said Trill whatchu tryna do be a rockstar or something
See what he don't understand is
I don't do this shit for the money
I don't do this shit for the fame
I do this shit to bring positive energies back in the game
Shit, so we can ride with the windows down
Vibe, you feel me

Pull your window down and ride to this
Step out Balenciaga kicks
Oh my god that diamond wrist
Can you tell me what time it is
I'm on my midnight boppin' shit roll the zaza hotbox the whip
Out here livin' free C.R.E.A.M gettin' cream
Pull your window down and ride to this
Step out Balenciaga kicks
Oh my god that diamond wrist
Can you tell me what time it is
I'm on my midnight boppin' shit roll the zaza hotbox the whip
Out here livin' free C.R.E.A.M gettin' cream

They start you off with no bag You make a bag then get a bigger bag
I need them racks but not just any racks I need like 50 stacks
I might touch down in Lex on my way home back from the Lou
Kentucky boy when I'm getting paid my green is so blue
When you're building a trap it's automatic them tools
The D.R.U.G.S is the remote it's used to change the mood
I'm stackin' up my fetti wappin' out like Jimmy Choo
Come through like Andreti when they on our ass you here the vroom

Pull your window down and ride to this
Step out Balenciaga kicks
Oh my god that diamond wrist
Can you tell me what time it is
I'm on my midnight boppin' shit roll the zaza hotbox the whip
Out here livin' free C.R.E.A.M gettin' cream
Pull your window down and ride to this
Step out Balenciaga kicks
Oh my god that diamond wrist
Can you tell me what time it is
I'm on my midnight boppin' shit roll the zaza hotbox the whip
Out here livin' free C.R.E.A.M gettin' cream

I'm rolling round
Tryna get to rolling loud my plate is loaded now
Aaron Rodgers in the fourth quarter hail mary might through a floater now
Had a lil baddie from Cali she told me she don't got water so I soaked her down
Don't got water so I soaked her down she floatin' now
I remember being stuck in traffic but somehow we coasted out
I couldn't even cop a ticket so I figure tokens out
Haters in my town
Can not keep them out
Had to bring em in
Roll up potion now
Now they in my crowd lets go

Pull your window down and ride to this
Step out Balenciaga kicks
Oh my god that diamond wrist
Can you tell me what time it is
I'm on my midnight boppin' shit roll the zaza hotbox the whip
Out here livin' free C.R.E.A.M gettin' cream



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Writer(s): Demetrius Dillard
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