Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

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

[Verse 1: Rob
I got sins I pay for yet
Copped the Jesus just to cover the debt
I must admit summer was lit
Now I walk up in this bitch like it's to get
Toast to the life that we
losses, came up like roses
Tryna a picture only got two poses
The Pablo cut, a part like Moses
Walk with my in a sea full of posers
the flow, my Migos for the culture
Dropped Write To now the dream getting closer
of devils drinkin' lean with the vutures
Awakened by cold
Dapper Dan Gucci paid in full no debt
Got mine before rap, facts, no
cop the crib before I cop the Rolex

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

2: Styles P]
We could talk about the next
My on it, meaning I accept
And it
It look nice, but I keep it moderate
Need a lick to it
Next I'ma fuck it up
Get it back, it up again
Got work, cut it up
No dairy, but I'm up
Gotta leather Mayweather would rock just to stunt on us
check is to the rap niggas
If I'm in the back, you ain't got to cause I lap niggas
Or I'm standin' there to niggas
Make 'em turn around, 'fore I burn 'em wit the strap nigga
check is to myself
Gotta up on ya health
Gotta up on ya wealth
Got checks up on ya
Another up in the belt
I'm a real chess player, make the melt
Ghost,

Rob Markman]
Next check gonna be for a
I don't know how I know, I just it
itching, intuition
Multiple this money we 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

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

Rob Markman]
Next check gonna be for a
I don't how I know, I just feel it
Palms itching,
Multiple this money we don't 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 just it