Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

[Chorus: Rob
Next check be for a million
I know how I know, I just 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
check gonna be for a million
I know how I know, I just feel 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, a part like Moses
with my team in a sea full of posers
Offset the flow, my Migos for the
Dropped Write To Dream now the dream getting
Nightmares of devils drinkin' 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
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 gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it

[Verse 2: P]
We could about the next check
My signature's on it, I accept
And it
It look nice, but I still it moderate
Need a lick to it
Next check fuck it up
Get it back, fuck it up
Got work, cut it up
No dairy, but I'm up
Gotta leather that 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 I lap niggas
Or I'm there to whack niggas
Make 'em turn around, 'fore I 'em down wit the strap nigga
check is to myself
Gotta check up on ya
Gotta up on ya wealth
Got up on ya feet
Another up in the belt
I'm a real chess player, make the checkerboard
Ghost,

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

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

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