VADO - Check N Cash lyrics
rate mefeat. Manolo Rose
(Hook)
Counter’s all I think about
Baby that’s what I dream about
I put a master in the trap house
That’s the type of shit I think about x 2
[I want this weapons in the trap house
Ain’t even clear nigga bank account] x 2
Callin’ those to what I think about
Big yachts what I think about
Wight figures in my bank account
I am the sweeper in the trap house
That’s the type of shit I think about x 2
(Verse)
First all recepi shakin’ Bugati
Down, down leavin’ and beggin’ the Bugati
Streets don’t love you, they hatin’ your Bugatti
Still in the pays gettin’ cake from too lobby
Young master pie what would take in new army
Tell me what you need, if it’s wake it’s too wormy
Been a ballser Jay and look loarmy
Millionaire, some be fake, some too corny
Try to cut me out of the deal, can’t cope on me
Does it fit far from the key, shut calmy
I’m the man on that coop
My drum lie be more banz then lot scoop
I’ll tell rappers I’m not a fame, I’m that rule
Y’all shit trash like garbage trash, we rathoons
AAg, G team roabbin’
Behind the coup SS3, to see is huggin’
Couldn’t hit the tripper, are we police flugin
I’ve been learn like fish learn and deep couvin
Had to make a trip of 3, they split suggin’
I gotta pay this big OG, he need somethin’
Snow ristle, keys this four flippin’
The new gun stainless so as the whole kitchen
Open up in Boston, mark at the whole chicken
Besides Odeo I could you the whole vision, nigga
(Hook)
Counter’s all I think about
Baby that’s what I dream about
I put a master in the trap house
That’s the type of shit I think about x 2
[I want this weapons in the trap house
Ain’t even clear nigga bank account] x 2
Callin’ those to what I think about
Big yachts what I think about
(Verse)
Waitin’ to put all in the game and drop forty
Stay away for the game, I plug with me
Just go in the both get pay, you got starves
Don’t play with ‘em, rich play will get with ‘em
That’s the eighty turbo
My eighty was baby Jane with them
Pop lobby, play on that, choppers and lay on them
Thinkin lot was hot but lot of them is awakin’ ‘em
I’m somethin’ like back in the door, floor sit
I see, you can see, main had on the way
Success to keep to it
Is a package to they
If you ask for broke dues is smack in your face
Keep a bluer on my shoulder
Had to learn all the cursers
Got no drugs, dealers and killer have to promotin’
Won every day nigga have to do you a surgery
Had to crack and got full stag, serve with the most of
I ain’t shittin’, my life splittin’
I come throw on that new addition like Mike Birbons
You work good but offer all like life switchers
Come and halla, I’m in the hood like white sixes
(Hook)
