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Ayy, skrrt Who got my wrist? (Brr) Fufu on my body, get the gist Thanos jewels shinin' to my fist (Bling) Yeah, so hot and you didn't even make the list You sleepin' on this baby, big ol' hits Big ol' hits (Skrrt), where you get that money? Yeah, big check, big tabs, situation messed It was four weeks ago when I had my money straight Yeah, I'm countin' all these dollars, buildin' muscle, stackin' paper, baby How you get so cold? You need a check up Like why the hell I'm broke? I need a check up This baby sick with flows, you need a check up That goofy girl made me fold, I need a check up Check up, check up, check up, check up Check up, check up, check up while I'm stacking all this paper Brr, brr, hello (bbno$) Is this baby? Heard you want a lady (Uh-oh) You're on my mind like crazy (Skrrt) Your flows be so amazing Oh, baby, baby, baby Wait, wait, wait, what? Letras de cancionesYes, my name is baby, yes, I like the money Bro, I'm sorry 'bout your girlfriend, you should know she's crazy Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, the head go off to daisy Yeah, nudies in the mail, and the letters, they don't faze me Got a hundred K for fourteen shows in China, ain't it brazy? Got an album out in February, yeah, this shit is wavy And I'm sorry I took your money, that's your problem, I'm a baby Skrrt, skrrt, check up, check up, check up, check up, yeah How you get so cold? You need a check up Like why the hell I'm broke? I need a check up This baby sick with flows, you need a check up That goofy girl made me fold, I need a check up Check up, check up, check up, check up Check up, check up, check up while I'm stacking all this paper Check up, check up, check up Check up, check up, check up while I'm stacking all this paper While I'm stacking all this paper (Ayy, man, the, the fuck you mean—?) Yeah, that's me, now watch me check up Sorry about your girl, bro, I might have caused that breakup Got my banker on speed dial, I got my racks up Know your girl's trash (Blargh, blargh) First I made my baby steps, but now I'm slightly grown up Why your thirty minute set be lookin' like a stand up? Fifteen years and two kids, that mommy got the hook up (Facts) Fingers gettin' mighty tired 'cause I had to check up Baby, will you ever fuckin' let up? Get that money, get that green, get that peso Get that money, get that green, get that peso Yeah, bbno$, yeah From Letras Mania