Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

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
it up, get it back 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

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

Rob Markman]
Next check be for a million
I don't know how I know, I just 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 gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I just it

[Verse 2: P]
We could talk about the next
My on it, meaning I accept
And it
It nice, but I still keep it moderate
Need a 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 ain't got to worry cause I lap
Or I'm standin' there to whack
Make 'em turn around, 'fore I burn 'em wit the strap nigga
Next is to myself
check up on ya health
Gotta up on ya wealth
Got up on ya feet
check up in the belt
I'm a real chess player, the checkerboard melt
Ghost,

[Chorus: Rob
Next gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I just 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
check gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I just it

3: Cris Streetz]
I just feel that comin', that's my intuition
them Steph Curry numbers, leave them in their feelings
Bars golden, mouth on diamonds when I they glisten
Warrior mentality, we all opposition
They lookin' salty while we the stats
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 boys thirsty for a deal they signed for less than a
These Don C's on my ain't cheap, matter of fact
the team, Noc beats ain't cheap
Must be the Bow Wow Challenge, trap y'all seen
Everybody talk G but I've seen men
all irrelevant
Fuck Trump, rockin' with dead presidents
Fuck up some paper, cop some more the only
Simple math, more you cop, lower the numbers get
Waitin' for million dollar check so I could blow the shit

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