Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money and Checks, artist - Styles P. Album song Dime Bag, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE
Song language: English
Money and Checks |
I mean, just pay me, hah |
I don’t even know what the fuck is goin' on |
I just know 'pay me,' that’s it |
Laid back like a pimp in a Cadillac seat |
Shoot it out like Hateful Eight at Minnie’s Haberdashery |
Now you know me to rhyme well and blow the weed pack |
But you don’t wanna see me spaz, you don’t need that |
Yo, bro, I had the Volvo full of work with the hammer in it |
I see the po-po, I’ma skrrt |
From a block where the dimes clip, but twenties do too |
Try to cross a nigga, you’ll find out how a twenty two do |
You thinkin' of pocket size, I mean a rifle joint |
You don’t wanna be standin' where the rifle point |
Yeah, it’s papers and Europeans, acres of tall paper |
Took rap money put it to crack for more paper |
Speakin' on my past life, now in the present |
Everyday I buy myself another present |
'Cause the fast life, lookin' at the cash app |
Made a lot more since my last nap |
Shit is all fitted how I snap back |
Money and a check |
Stayin' out the way, let them other niggas flex |
Stayin' on the grind, let them other niggas rest |
Don’t tell 'em what you got, let them other niggas guess, yeah |
Money and a check |
Stayin' out the way, let them other niggas flex |
Stayin' on the grind, let them other niggas rest |
Always front line, let them other niggas test, yeah |
If you sellin' blow, then you should stay low |
Police huntin' niggas down, throw 'em on the floor |
They connected to the plug, you can catch 'em on the boat |
They connected to the Mayor, you can catch 'em 'bout to vote |
Now everybody’s rich, you like, «nobody's broke» |
Niggas stuntin' for the 'Gram, yeah, this shit is all a joke |
I dump a couple grams, yeah, nigga 'bout to float |
Been told you I’m a wolf, give a fuck about a G.O.A.T |
Catch me in a bubble whip, boxin' it, Glock in it |
I said I’m from the hood and I thought you knew that I popped in it |
Better ask niggas |
Ratchet in the book bag, ridin' on a mountain bike, I pedal past niggas |
I’m hood like what cup is the engine of the car |
Blade goin' through your denim, give a fuck about your squad |
Cross me, you lost me and that’s a meetin' with God |
Yeah, the Ghost a cool nigga, but know that I go hard |
Money and a check |
Stayin' out the way, let them other niggas flex |
Stayin' on the grind, let them other niggas rest |
Don’t tell 'em what you got, let them other niggas guess, yeah |
Money and a check |
Stayin' out the way, let them other niggas flex |
Stayin' on the grind, let them other niggas rest |
Always front line, let them other niggas test, yeah |
The money and the check |
Stayin' out the way, light the |
The homie got a K in the vest |
Little homie strapped, he told me to say less |
Predator, nigga, you know that we Apex |
Still cop a whip on the Visa or Amex |
I don’t fuck with you niggas but I’m smooth as a latex |
Word to Max B |
You ask me, niggas is bitch should be clapped in the backseat |
Money and a check |
Stayin' out the way, let them other niggas flex |
Stayin' on the grind, let them other niggas rest |
Don’t tell 'em what you got, let them other niggas guess, yeah |
Money and a check |
Stayin' out the way, let them other niggas flex |
Stayin' on the grind, let them other niggas rest |
Always front line, let them other niggas test, yeah |
Yeah, get your money |
Get your check |
Whatever your means of income |
Make sure you get it |
Stay out the way |
Don’t fuck with the fuck niggas |
Might fuck you over |
Hah |
Ghost, L-O-X, D-Block, yeah |