Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

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

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

Rob Markman]
Next gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it
itching, intuition
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 gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it

2: Styles P]
We could talk the next check
My signature's on it, I accept
And it
It look nice, but I still keep it
Need a lick to it
Next check fuck it up
Get it back, it up again
Got work, cut it up
No dairy, but I'm up
Gotta leather that would rock just to stunt on us
check 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
Make 'em turn around, 'fore I 'em down wit the strap nigga
Next check is to
Gotta check up on ya
check up on ya wealth
Got checks up on ya
Another up in the belt
I'm a chess player, make the checkerboard melt
Ghost,

[Chorus: Rob
Next check gonna be for a
I don't know how I know, I feel it
itching, intuition
Multiple money we don't understand division
Fuck it up, get it and fuck 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: Cris
I feel that paper comin', that's my intuition
Need them Steph numbers, leave them in their feelings
Bars golden, mouth on diamonds I smile they glisten
mentality, we kill all opposition
They lookin' salty while we padding the
The Bronx boy they said couldn't got 'em watchin' their backs
I'm in these meetings, feet up, like add more zeros to
These thirsty for a deal they signed for less than a pack
Don C's on my feet ain't cheap, matter of fact
Check the team, Noc ain't cheap
Must be the Bow Wow Challenge, trap y'all seen
talk G but I've seen men bleed
It's all
Fuck Trump, only rockin' dead presidents
Fuck up paper, cop some more the only medicine
Simple math, more you cop, lower the numbers get
Waitin' for million dollar check so I could blow the shit

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