Checks
Don Toliver
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Ayy, Ramy, light up another blunt, bro Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh yeah Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able F*ck f*ck fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo Uh huh slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able F*ck f*ck fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo Uh huh It’s a rock and roll Call call call me in the I blow it by the O, I’ll show you how I roll Hitting licks on the low, it’s a Taliban flow When I let up, bend a file ‘til it close Finna sit on some more Pour the rest on the floor Keep a thirty for you hoes I been playin’ ‘round for sure Goin’ global with the bros In a Jeep with no doors Got the choppa, it’s exposed I’ma ride for my bros Yeah the fake ones, yeah they always talkin’ Take some, we gon’ blitz on offense White on white, with the Miami Dolphins Play around, and I'ma dig your coffin Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able F*ck f*ck fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo Uh huh slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able F*ck f*ck fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo Uh huh I’m on my own high, I wanna be you Who don't wanna see you, can’t even feel you Running through the real you Hit it in the rear view I know they want the deal too Young Donny bulletproof I’m the right one ‘cause I know myself Sip on the lean ‘cause I know my health Can’t hit your weed if it ain’t top shelf I ride through the hood with a Kevlar vest I'm a Don dada, come from the West I’m packin’ the 9 I’m taking your shit and I’m giving you less Don Donny, yeah I lit up finesse shit Wide up for extension Pussy nigga, you don’t want me to test you LA, pull up in the Tesla FaceTime with the money, I’m telling you Benz truck and I pull up with extras With the crust, i’m smelling you I done run a real bag, i’m telling you Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able F*ck f*ck fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo Uh huh slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able F*ck f*ck fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo Uh huh
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Written by: Caleb Zackery Toliver, Ramiro Morales
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