Cash The Cheque

You know what it is man... Aye Geo up in a bit man I've been cashing cheque to cheque to cheque All I've been doing is running bands on bands Half of ya'll can't understand a thing What I been through I surely can't pretend All I seek is to be the best No counter fit No I can't I be as real as it gets T-Tatted scripture on my Chest (Holla holla) Still kiss my loved ones On the forehead (Muah muah) If you go against 'em Houston we gonna have a problem (Raah Raah) It's gonna be a sequel mothefucker Times a thousand No woosah moment My nigga we on Gon' keep it a hunnid man Ya'll scared niggas Do the running man Got no time for that frontin' man All I do is just stuntin' man Stack it stack it to the ceilings aye Focused on that bigger picture aye When I flex I be ripping it Flow so hot Cause I been cooking aye Cooking cooking in the kitchen All my niggas they be whipping All these bitches got me pimping I'm way too fly to be tripping aye I'm way too loose to be restricted No wonder why my blessings go so far Cause I got no limits I bet ya'll can feel it Hold up hold up The best moments in my life Imma showreel 'em real quick The best bitches on this earth Imma go give em that stick I-Ima get what I deserve So imma go get that Bill Gate Gonna have a huge impact on this Earth so Ya'll can't live without me Bet you can't live without me Ya'll cant live without Geoffrey Johny Its like life without being sunny Like Looney Toonz without Bugz Bunny But This ain't some funny money The way I be flipping flipping hunnids You gon' cash a cheque You gon' cash a cheque Everybody gon' be getting money haaa Everybody gon' be getting money Everybody gon' be getting money Everybody gon' be getting money Everybody gon' be getting money You gon' cash a cheque You gon' cash a cheque Everybody gon' be getting money Ain't no funny business Everybody gon' be getting money Ain't no funny business Everybody gon' be getting money Ain't no funny business Everybody gon' be getting money Everybody gon' be getting money Imma cash that cheque to cheque to cheque Imma flow my nigga Never cut back If she wanna get popping Imma own that Flow so cold I never Fucking run out Don't Nick my Cannon or imma be really fucking wildn' out F*ck F*ck yo bitch on a night out Put her handcuffs no fucking time out Cause she bout that Hakuna Matata Cheque to Cheque to Cheque to Cheque All my bitches come in pairs Ya'll can fucking stop and stare Oh she really be talking too much How my D feels in between them lips? Now she finna get attached Say she wanna get a test And she ain't bout no plan B? Hold up hold up Aye cut the cheque man Everybody gon' be getting money Everybody gon' be getting money Everybody gon' be getting money Everybody gon' be getting money You gon' cash a cheque You gon' cash a cheque Everybody gon' be getting money