Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

[Chorus: Rob
check gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I just it
itching, intuition
Multiple this money we understand division
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

[Verse 1: Rob
I got I ain't pay for yet
Copped the Jesus just to cover the debt
I must last summer was lit
Now I walk up in bitch like it's money to get
to the life that we choses
Took losses, came up like
paint a picture only got two poses
The Pablo cut, with a like Moses
Walk with my team in a sea full of
the flow, my Migos for the culture
Dropped Write To Dream now the getting closer
Nightmares of devils lean with the vutures
by cold sweats
Dapper Dan Gucci paid in full no debt
Got before rap, facts, no flex
Tryna cop the crib I cop the Rolex

Rob Markman]
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 and fuck it up
Fuck it up, get it back, it up
Next check gonna be for a
I don't how I know, I just feel it

2: Styles P]
We talk about the next check
My signature's on it, meaning I
And it
It look nice, but I keep it moderate
a lick to follow it
Next check I'ma it up
Get it back, fuck it up
Got work, cut it up
No dairy, but I'm up
Gotta that Mayweather would rock just to stunt on us
Next is to the rap niggas
If I'm in the back, you ain't got to worry cause I lap
Or I'm there to whack niggas
'em turn around, 'fore I burn 'em down wit the strap nigga
Next check is to
check up on ya health
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 gonna be for a
I don't how I know, I just feel it
Palms itching,
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 be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it

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

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