Letras
Uh yeah
910 bird
Yaah I'm racked up
I gotta new flex new checks
Hopped up out that 300 with that black vest
My money getting long my chick like nia long
We in the bed alone she got that thong on
We sip don perian and put that keith sweat on
She dance to every song and then we got on
I hope you ready for it cause I'm bout to flex
I done cashed out I done got a check
I'm on my dj khaled feel like I'm the best
I give these haters malice every time I flex
My hands keep a callus working for that check
Your girl is at my palace cooking turkey necks
She got them ox tails going I got this liquor flowing
I got this money throwing she stuck out you ain't no it
This party keep on going your girl keep on hoeing
Go head and hit that pole in take this money I'm holding
Don't get it twisted tho cause I don't love these hoes
After the party over then you gotta go
Go ahead keep on cuffing mob we don't love'em
And I can see her blushing but that don't mean I trust her
Her eyes on my bag I'm tryna spend this cash
Go ahead and shake that ass see how long it last
Just know I'm bout that bag just know I love a check
Pay attention everybody this my new flex
I gotta new flex new checks
Hopped up out that 300 with that black vest
My money getting long my chick like nia long
We in the bed alone she got that thong on
We sip don perian and put that keith sweat on
She dance to every song and then we got on
I hope you ready for it cause I'm bout to flex
I done cashed out I done got a check