Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

[Chorus: Rob
Next check gonna be for a
I don't know how I know, I feel it
Palms itching,
Multiple this money we don't understand
it up, get it back and fuck it up
Fuck it up, get it back, it up
Next check gonna be for a
I know how I know, I just feel it

1: Rob Markman]
I got I ain't pay for yet
the Jesus piece just to cover the debt
I admit last summer was lit
Now I walk up in this like it's money to get
to the life that we choses
Took losses, came up roses
Tryna paint a only got two poses
The cut, with a part like Moses
Walk with my team in a sea of posers
Offset the flow, my Migos for the
Dropped Write To Dream now the getting closer
Nightmares of drinkin' lean with the vutures
Awakened by cold
Dapper Dan Gucci paid in full no debt
Got mine before rap, facts, no
Tryna cop the before I cop the Rolex

[Chorus: Rob
Next check gonna be for a
I know how I know, I just feel it
itching, intuition
Multiple money we don't understand division
Fuck it up, get it back and it up
Fuck it up, get it back, it up
check gonna be for a million
I don't how I know, I just feel it

2: Styles P]
We could about the next check
My on it, meaning I accept
And it
It nice, but I still keep it moderate
a lick to follow it
Next check fuck it up
Get it back, it up again
Got work, cut it up
No dairy, but I'm up
Gotta that Mayweather would rock just to stunt on us
Next check is to the rap
If I'm in the back, you got to worry cause I lap niggas
Or I'm standin' to whack niggas
Make 'em turn around, I burn 'em down wit the strap nigga
Next check is to
Gotta check up on ya
Gotta check up on ya
Got checks up on ya
check up in the belt
I'm a real chess player, the checkerboard melt
Ghost,

Rob Markman]
Next check be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it
itching, intuition
Multiple money we don't understand division
Fuck it up, get it back and it up
it up, get it back, fuck it up
Next check gonna be for a
I don't know how I know, I feel it

3: Cris Streetz]
I just feel paper comin', that's my intuition
Need them Curry numbers, leave them in their feelings
Bars golden, mouth on diamonds when I smile glisten
mentality, we kill all opposition
They lookin' salty while we the stats
The Bronx boy they said that couldn't got 'em watchin' their
I'm in these meetings, feet up, like add more to that
These boys thirsty for a deal signed for less than a pack
These Don C's on my feet ain't cheap, of fact
Check the team, Noc beats cheap
Must be the Bow Wow Challenge, what y'all seen
talk G but I've seen men bleed
It's all
Fuck Trump, only rockin' with presidents
up some paper, cop some more the only medicine
Simple math, more you cop, lower that the get
Waitin' for that million check so I could blow the shit

[Chorus: Rob
Next check be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it
Palms itching,
Multiple this money we don't division
it up, get it back and fuck it up
Fuck it up, get it back, it up
Next check be for a million
I don't how I know, I just feel it