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checks (demo) - don toliver lyrics

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[intro]
ayy, ramy, light up another blunt, bro
oh*oh*oh*oh
oh*oh*oh*oh
oh*oh*oh*oh
yeah

[chorus]
slap her heart of cash on the table
i been going h*lla hard, now i’m able
f*ck— f*ck— f*ckin’ 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 h*lla hard, now i’m able
f*ck— f*ck— f*ckin’ up checks on rodeo
i’ma live my life if i lay out the yayo, uh huh

[verse 1]
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 l!cks 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 еxposed
i’ma ride for my bros
[bridge]
yeah thе 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

[chorus]
slap her heart of cash on the table
i been going h*lla hard, now i’m able
f*ck— f*ck— f*ckin’ 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 h*lla hard, now i’m able
f*ck— f*ck— f*ckin’ up checks on rodeo
i’ma live my life if i lay out the yayo, uh huh

[verse 2]
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 sh*t and i’m giving you less
don donny, yeah i lit up finesse sh*t
wide up for [?] extension
p*ssy n*gga, 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
[chorus]
slap her heart of cash on the table
i been going h*lla hard, now i’m able
f*ck— f*ck— f*ckin’ 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 h*lla hard, now i’m able
f*ck— f*ck— f*ckin’ up checks on rodeo
i’ma live my life if i lay out the yayo, uh huh

[instrumental]

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