Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

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

1: Rob Markman]
I got sins I pay for yet
Copped the Jesus piece just to the debt
I must last summer was lit
Now I walk up in this like it's money to get
Toast to the life that we
losses, came up like roses
Tryna paint a only got two poses
The Pablo cut, with a part Moses
Walk with my team in a sea of posers
Offset the flow, my Migos for the
Dropped Write To Dream now the dream closer
Nightmares of devils drinkin' lean with the
Awakened by cold
Dan Gucci paid in full with 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 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
Next check gonna be for a
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 still it moderate
a lick to follow it
Next I'ma fuck it up
Get it back, fuck it up
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 got to worry cause I lap niggas
Or I'm standin' there to niggas
Make 'em turn around, 'fore I burn 'em down wit the nigga
check is to myself
Gotta up on ya health
Gotta check up on ya
Got up on ya feet
Another check up in the
I'm a chess player, make the checkerboard melt
Ghost,

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

[Verse 3: Streetz]
I just feel that paper comin', that's my
Need them Steph Curry numbers, them in their feelings
Bars golden, mouth on diamonds when I smile glisten
Warrior mentality, we kill all
They lookin' salty we padding the stats
The Bronx boy they said that couldn't got 'em watchin' their
I'm in these meetings, feet up, add more zeros to that
These boys 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 beats cheap
be the Bow Wow Challenge, what trap y'all seen
Everybody talk G but I've men bleed
all irrelevant
Fuck Trump, only rockin' dead presidents
Fuck up some paper, cop some more the only
math, more you cop, lower that the numbers get
Waitin' for that dollar check so I could blow the shit

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