Wall - Checks #money

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[Verse: Wałł] I can tell that this bitch only want me for the checks Told her, “Pull up, let me fuck, or at least give me some neck” When it comes to giving top, I already know this bitch the best She got a fat ass, big tits, let me nut on her chest MP gon’ rip through his dome, turn his body into chrome Like, we gon pull up at his home, pray to God that he alone I told LXVEVIBEZ, “Go grab his phone” I told him, told bro, “Go grab-“ Told bro, “Go grab his phone” [Verse: LXVEVIBEZ] And take his pole he show off in all those posts Matter fact I’m finna rob him for his clothes, and leave him broke I’m like Gaga with the poker, face this molly bitch i’m woke Bitch i’m boutta rock a show, the whole green room filled up with smoke My blunt filled up with dopamine, you know its me when you smell that, uh She said that she done with me, but not a week later she fell back, uh She text me on my cellphone, talkin bout some “XD” Got her heart on the count of 3, this hoe easy as do re mi Got some liquor in my cup, and it taste like blood Because I mixed Hi-Tech, but now my liver is fucked [Refrain: Wałł] I can tell that this bitch only want me for the checks Told her, “Pull up, let me fuck, or at least give me some neck” When it comes to giving top, I already know this bitch the best She got a fat ass, big tits, let me nut on her chest MP gon’ rip through his dome, turn his body into chrome Like, we gon pull up at his home, pray to God that he alone I told LXVEVIBEZ, “Go grab his phone” I told him, told bro, “Go grab-“ Told bro, “Go grab his phone” [Outro: LXVEVIBEZ] And take his pole he show off in all those posts Matter fact I’m finna rob him for his clothes, and leave him broke I’m like Gaga with the poker, face this molly bitch i’m woke Bitch i’m boutta rock a show, the whole green room filled up with smoke My blunt filled up with dopamine, you know its me when you smell that, uh She said that she done with me, but not a week later she fell back, uh She text me on my cellphone, talkin bout some “XD” Got her heart on the count of 3, this hoe easy as do re mi Got some liquor in my cup, and it taste like blood Because I mixed Hi-Tech, but now my liver is fucked
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