Cash the Cheque

You know what it is man...
Aye
Geo up in a bit man

I've been cashing cheque to cheque to cheque
All I've been doing is running bands on bands
Half of ya'll can't understand a thing
What I been through
I surely can't pretend
All I seek is to be the best
No counter fit
No I can't
I be as real as it gets
T-Tatted scripture on my Chest
(Holla holla)
Still kiss my loved ones
On the forehead
(Muah muah)
If you go against 'em
Houston we gonna have a problem
(Raah Raah)
It's gonna be a sequel mothefucker
Times a thousand
No woosah moment
My nigga we on
Gon' keep it a hunnid man
Ya'll scared niggas
Do the running man
Got no time for that frontin' man
All I do is just stuntin' man
Stack it stack it to the ceilings aye
Focused on that bigger picture aye
When I flex I be ripping it
Flow so hot
Cause I been cooking aye
Cooking cooking in the kitchen
All my niggas they be whipping
All these bitches got me pimping
I'm way too fly to be tripping aye
I'm way too loose to be restricted
No wonder why my blessings go so far
Cause I got no limits
I bet ya'll can feel it
Hold up hold up
The best moments in my life
Imma showreel 'em real quick
The best bitches on this earth
Imma go give em that stick
I-Ima get what I deserve
So imma go get that Bill Gate
Gonna have a huge impact on this Earth so
Ya'll can't live without me
Bet you can't live without me
Ya'll cant live without Geoffrey Johny
Its like life without being sunny
Like Looney Toonz without Bugz Bunny
But This ain't some funny money
The way I be flipping flipping hunnids
You gon' cash a cheque
You gon' cash a cheque
Everybody gon' be getting money haaa

Everybody gon' be getting money
Everybody gon' be getting money
Everybody gon' be getting money
Everybody gon' be getting money
You gon' cash a cheque
You gon' cash a cheque
Everybody gon' be getting money
Ain't no funny business
Everybody gon' be getting money
Ain't no funny business
Everybody gon' be getting money
Ain't no funny business
Everybody gon' be getting money
Everybody gon' be getting money

Imma cash that cheque to cheque to cheque
Imma flow my nigga
Never cut back
If she wanna get popping
Imma own that
Flow so cold I never
Fucking run out
Don't Nick my Cannon or imma be really fucking wildn' out
Fuck Fuck yo bitch on a night out
Put her handcuffs no fucking time out
Cause she bout that Hakuna Matata
Cheque to Cheque to Cheque to Cheque
All my bitches come in pairs
Ya'll can fucking stop and stare
Oh she really be talking too much
How my D feels in between them lips?
Now she finna get attached
Say she wanna get a test
And she ain't bout no plan B?
Hold up hold up
Aye cut the cheque man

Everybody gon' be getting money
Everybody gon' be getting money
Everybody gon' be getting money
Everybody gon' be getting money
You gon' cash a cheque
You gon' cash a cheque
Everybody gon' be getting money



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Writer(s): Geoffrey Boateng
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