Check

I can see that bullshit from a mile away (see it)
 You can stack my money 'bout a mile away (stack it)
 I got three white bitches like it's powder day (white)
 Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei (brrr)
 And all my bitches sexy, call 'em Barbies (sexy)
 She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby, no way (uh-uh)
 And lately I been on that D'usse, yee (we got London on da Track!)
 Got me a check, I got a check
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah)
 Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
 Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
 Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane
 If I need some racks, I'ma flip me some packs
 I talk like I want and she don't say nun' back
 If cops pull up I put that crack in my crack
 Or I put that brack in my brack
 Call lil' shawty, made her fuck on my brodie
 If you don't owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me
 I promise I won't ever quit, bitch, I'm Kobe
 And I whip that white, you can snow me
 Stoner Young Thugger
 I whip it, that bitch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger
 Yeah, she shinin' like butter
 The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler
 Leave it to Beaver
 I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him
 Yeah, they all wanna greet 'em
 They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him, uh
 No, they won't tease on that dick
 They won't read on that dick, they won't leash on that dick
 Don't Felicia that dick, Mamacita that dick
 They gon' snitch on that dick
 And she screamin' loud, she can't secret that dick
 Mama a beast on that dick
 If she bad, I'ma gon' an' Four Season that bitch
 Eat that, lil' bitch, I'ma feast that lil' bitch
 Got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah, yeah)
 ♪
 Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
 Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
 ♪
 Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane
 Bitch I'm a Migo, I play with kilo
 When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero
 All of my niggas, they hard, call 'em beetles
 Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger in Regals
 Droppin' the top on the Bentley, I'm with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle
 Geeked out my mind, man, I'm tripping out
 I don't know none of these people
 Make my little shawty, go get me a four and bring back me a liter
 Yes, I got threats, I'm not worried 'bout that
 They know they can get whacked and I swear I done
 Got me a check, I got a check
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah, yeah)
 ♪
 Yeah, I'm like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey
 ♪
 We got London on da Track!
 
 I can see that bullshit from a mile away (see it)
 You can stack my money 'bout a mile away (stack it)
 I got three white bitches like it's powder day (white)
 Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei (brrr)
 And all my bitches sexy, call 'em Barbies (sexy)
 She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby, no way (uh-uh)
 And lately I been on that D'usse, yee (we got London on da Track!)
 Got me a check, I got a check
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah)
 Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
 Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
 Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane
 If I need some racks, I'ma flip me some packs
 I talk like I want and she don't say nun' back
 If cops pull up I put that crack in my crack
 Or I put that brack in my brack
 Call lil' shawty, made her fuck on my brodie
 If you don't owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me
 I promise I won't ever quit, bitch, I'm Kobe
 And I whip that white, you can snow me
 Stoner Young Thugger
 I whip it, that bitch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger
 Yeah, she shinin' like butter
 The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler
 Leave it to Beaver
 I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him
 Yeah, they all wanna greet 'em
 They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him, uh
 No, they won't tease on that dick
 They won't read on that dick, they won't leash on that dick
 Don't Felicia that dick, Mamacita that dick
 They gon' snitch on that dick
 And she screamin' loud, she can't secret that dick
 Mama a beast on that dick
 If she bad, I'ma gon' an' Four Season that bitch
 Eat that, lil' bitch, I'ma feast that lil' bitch
 Got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah, yeah)
 ♪
 Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
 Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
 ♪
 Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane
 Bitch I'm a Migo, I play with kilo
 When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero
 All of my niggas, they hard, call 'em beetles
 Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger in Regals
 Droppin' the top on the Bentley, I'm with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle
 Geeked out my mind, man, I'm tripping out
 I don't know none of these people
 Make my little shawty, go get me a four and bring back me a liter
 Yes, I got threats, I'm not worried 'bout that
 They know they can get whacked and I swear I done
 Got me a check, I got a check
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah, yeah)
 ♪
 Yeah, I'm like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey
 ♪
 We got London on da Track!
 
 I can see that bullshit from a mile away (see it)
 You can stack my money 'bout a mile away (stack it)
 I got three white bitches like it's powder day (white)
 Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei (brrr)
 And all my bitches sexy, call 'em Barbies (sexy)
 She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby, no way (uh-uh)
 And lately I been on that D'usse, yee (we got London on da Track!)
 Got me a check, I got a check
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah)
 Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
 Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
 Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane
 If I need some racks, I'ma flip me some packs
 I talk like I want and she don't say nun' back
 If cops pull up I put that crack in my crack
 Or I put that brack in my brack
 Call lil' shawty, made her fuck on my brodie
 If you don't owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me
 I promise I won't ever quit, bitch, I'm Kobe
 And I whip that white, you can snow me
 Stoner Young Thugger
 I whip it, that bitch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger
 Yeah, she shinin' like butter
 The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler
 Leave it to Beaver
 I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him
 Yeah, they all wanna greet 'em
 They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him, uh
 No, they won't tease on that dick
 They won't read on that dick, they won't leash on that dick
 Don't Felicia that dick, Mamacita that dick
 They gon' snitch on that dick
 And she screamin' loud, she can't secret that dick
 Mama a beast on that dick
 If she bad, I'ma gon' an' Four Season that bitch
 Eat that, lil' bitch, I'ma feast that lil' bitch
 Got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah, yeah)
 ♪
 Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
 Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
 ♪
 Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane
 Bitch I'm a Migo, I play with kilo
 When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero
 All of my niggas, they hard, call 'em beetles
 Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger in Regals
 Droppin' the top on the Bentley, I'm with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle
 Geeked out my mind, man, I'm tripping out
 I don't know none of these people
 Make my little shawty, go get me a four and bring back me a liter
 Yes, I got threats, I'm not worried 'bout that
 They know they can get whacked and I swear I done
 Got me a check, I got a check
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
 Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah, yeah)
 ♪
 Yeah, I'm like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey
 ♪
 We got London on da Track!