Letra de Cheque - Aitch

Yeah, Bentley Bentayga, two door Lamborghini

My jewellery expensive, I spent me a cheque

Splash on my baby, we flew Santorini

Put packs on the pussy and went on a jet

Shawty come through, smell like Coco Chanel

If I give her the tip, she gon' beg for the rest

Man talkin' shit when I'm not on the city

Bro do what I say and I send him the bread

Racks in the middle like Roddy and Nipsey

I hop out the whip with intention to flex

Man talkin' shit when I'm not on the city

Bro do what I say and I send him the bread

Back out the mansion, the pool for the strippers

Like double your whip, what I spent on my neck

Gave her some racks now she covered in Fendi

The opps don't offend me, I couldn't give a F

Ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna listen

I count up a thirty, she givin' me neck

I got that water if she gettin' thirsty

My bitches are certi but sick in the head

Takin' a snap on the back of a thirty

Like nothin' can hurt me, I live on the edge

Fuck all my opps, I ain't showin' no mercy

Pull racks out the dirt and put it on your head

Bentley Bentayga, two door Lamborghini

My jewellery expensive, I spent me a cheque

Splash on my baby, we flew Santorini

Put packs on the pussy and went on a jet

Shawty come through, smell like Coco Chanel

If I give her the tip, she gon' beg for the rest

Man talkin' shit when I'm not on the city

Bro do what I say and I send him the bread (Yeah)

Been like three months, I spent over two-fifty

My whip automatic, no gears on my stick

Man talkin' shit when I'm not in the city

I hop out the truck and appear with a clique

Big double D, that's the size of her titty

She double the C when she wearin' the kicks

Broski or boo, if you mention my name

And you ain't blankin' no text when you air it and dip

Finish the show, fill the tour bus with models

Got three of 'em on me, they sharin' the dick

Party, I take couple thousand on bottles, linked─

And fucked her right there in the whip

Way down the pussy, I brought me some goggles

But ain't gonna eat if there's hairs on the kit'

She gon' love me by the end of tomorrow

I fuck her so good, she be scared to commit (Commit)

Mortgage is paid, know my Bentley ain't rented

I limo' the tint's got my goons in the Jeep

Money been up, give a fuck 'bout who's trendin'

Ain't makin' me bread, what you doin' for me? (For me)

Been on the ends and I'm still on the ends

All the trappers, they love me, my shooters are free

Try get me down, gonna finish the job

Get your money back, pussy, don't lose the receipt

Bentley Bentayga, two door Lamborghini

My jewellery expensive, I spent me a cheque

Splash on my baby, we flew Santorini

Put packs on the pussy and went on a jet

Shawty come through, smell like Coco Chanel

If I give her the tip, she gon' beg for the rest

Man talkin' shit when I'm not on the city

Bro do what I say and I send him the bread

[?], who they try? Now I think it's time for you to see the sign (Okay)

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