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letra de check - lil durk

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[hook]
everyday i spill my gl-ss and i count up a check
then i gotta go and get it
i lay my n-gg-s to rest and you know whose next
10 toes, ain’t no sittin’
how is you tryna finesse?
can’t finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
gave the right n-gg-s money, they say i’m a mess, no stress
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check, check, check
see you can’t finesse a finesser
see i don’t be with another x
see you can’t finesse a finesser
count me a check
i’m just countin’ me a check

[verse 1]
roll up in an audi, no lottery but we scratchin’ sh-t
six tecs for the drop but usually we sippin’ actavis
dope boy music, them n-gg-s gon’ want to trap to this
macaroni my bag of homies so ain’t no lackin’ sh-t
30 for the rolex cool, 20 for the cross too
been there when n-body was there, it was dark too
keep me protected from the streets, i got a cross too
and if you cross me then i cross you
ran off on the plug twice and i know they searchin’
if i got to say that sh-t twice then you know i’m urgent
his and hers rollies get them shiny like the ocean
get on top of me baby and get to surfin’
like a surfboard
sippin’ on this lean got me paranoid
gotta get this green so help me lord
so why you with that hater sh-t?
can’t f-ck with a basic b-tch
i’ma tell ’em them lies
[hook]
everyday i spill my gl-ss and i count up a check
then i gotta go and get it
i lay my n-gg-s to rest and you know whose next
10 toes, ain’t no sittin’
how is you tryna finesse?
can’t finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
gave the right n-gg-s money, they say i’m a mess, no stress
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check, check, check
see you can’t finesse a finesser
see i don’t be with another x
see you can’t finesse a finesser
count me a check
i’m just countin’ me a check

[verse 2]
money is the motto, these b-tches don’t wanna swallow it
b-tches want the fame, all they want me to do is follow them
she just gon’ bring me drank cause she a pharmacist
play my new single at the station cause i ain’t callin’ in
n-gg-s in the city wanna kill me, i ain’t part of them
my n-gg-s got 50 shot clips, they like barbers then
she can ride my ‘rari then cause she look like a barbie b-tch
if i catch her stealin’ we all get our head like bobby pins
i’ma get this money till i d-i-e
bring bottles to my session, to my vip
i like my b-tch’s vest, let me see id
gettin’ all this money’s like (?)
gang in this b-tch
100 dollar bills changed in this b-tch
got the rollies and the chains in this b-tch
we gon’ shoot us somethin’ strange in this b-tch
cause i count me up a check

[hook]
everyday i spill my gl-ss and i count up a check
then i gotta go and get it
i lay my n-gg-s to rest and you know whose next
10 toes, ain’t no sittin’
how is you tryna finesse?
can’t finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
gave the right n-gg-s money, they say i’m a mess, no stress
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check
i’ma count me a check, check, check
see you can’t finesse a finesser
see i don’t be with another x
see you can’t finesse a finesser
count me a check
i’m just countin’ me a check

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