Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cut the Check , by - Mac Miller. Song from the album GO:OD AM, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Cut the Check |
| I’m a motherfucking fool, cut the check |
| I’m a working motherfucker need a desk shit |
| I don’t got a heart, I don’t even need a chest |
| I’m a mess, they be saying they up next, that’s a stretch |
| Hold your breath let me bow to the crowd, shit I’m blessed |
| Well I must be, bitches want to fuck me, bump uglies on front street |
| The cards on the table, gin rummy |
| Have a blast, have a ball, have a motherfucking great time |
| Beast, I’m a dog, got a squad full of K-9s |
| I’m a motherfucking fool, cut the check |
| I’mma get it 'til there ain’t shit left to get |
| No stress, running suicides, don’t even break a sweat |
| I’m a threat, code red when your line get pressed |
| You getting fucked by your contract what the fine print says |
| Told you once, I told you twice, I get the Lamb it’s over rice |
| I whip the Lamb it’s overpriced, the life is good the hoes are dikes |
| The type of shit don’t happen overnight (God damn) |
| I’m a motherfucking fool |
| This shit on 100 degrees, hard as fuck ain’t in a rush |
| I let the money come to me, I’m a business man |
| I’m way too young to be this rich |
| I don’t know what to do with all this shit |
| I’m out of control, Lord can you save my soul? |
| How convenient, you ain’t worried about shit right now |
| How convenient, you’re just tryna keep it lit right now |
| How convenient, screaming money over bitches right now |
| How convenient, bet you’re feeling like the shit right now |
| How convenient, undefeated |
| Walked up in Neimans spent the sac then I’m leaving |
| Smoking on reefer, OG reeking |
| Got the cops pull me over they gon' want to take the Bimmer |
| But I’mma do the dash, beat it like Tina |
| And I got my nina boy, you better be subpoenaed |
| Walked in the spot, ice on, lights on, blingin' |
| Someone start a fire cause it’s fucking freezing |
| I’m high off life give me the blunt I’m a roll it |
| I got hot rocks I’ma let you hold it |
| I was posted with the hammer y’all was telling police |
| Now I wrestle with racks, bitch I’m Mick Foley |
| Shit made me go woo like Rick Florer |
| I mean Ric Flair bitch boy I’ve been player |
| You a bench warmer boy I’ve been playing |
| Walked up the stairs look at my shoes like them cleaner |
| But I should’ve worn the other ones cause them better |
| This shit on 100 degrees, hard as fuck ain’t in a rush |
| I let the money come to me, I’m a business man |
| I’m way too young to be this rich |
| I don’t know what to do with all this shit |
| I’m out of control, Lord can you save my soul? |
| How convenient, you ain’t worried about shit right now |
| How convenient, you’re just tryna keep it lit right now |
| How convenient, screaming money over bitches right now |
| How convenient, bet you’re feeling like the shit right now |
| Cut the check |