Aitch - Cheque Lyrics


Aitch - Cheque Lyrics

Yeah

Bentley Bentayga

2 door Lamborghini

My jewellery expensive I spent me a cheque

Splash on my baby

We flew Santorini

Put packs in the pussy and went on the jet

Shawty come through

Smell like Coco Chanel

If I give her the tip she gunna beg for the rest

Man talking shit when I’m not in the city

Bro do what I say and I send him the bread

 

Racks in the middle like Roddy and Nipsey

Say I hop out the whip with intention to flex

Man talking shit when I’m not in the city

Bro do what I say and I send him the bread

Pack out the mansion

A pool full of strippers

Like double your whip what I spent on my neck

Gave her some racks

Now she covered in Fendy

The opps don’t offend me I couldn’t give an F

Ain’t talking money

I don’t wanna listen

I count up a 30

She giving me neck

I got that water if she getting thirsty

My bitches are certi but sick in the head

Taking a snap on the back of a dirty

Like nothing can hurt me

I live on the edge

Fuck all my opps I ain’t showing no mercy

Pull racks out the dirt and put it on your head

 

Bentley Bentayga

2 door Lamborghini

My jewellery expensive I spent me a cheque

Splash on my baby

We flew Santorini

Put packs in the pussy and went on the jet

Shawty come through

Smell like Coco Chanel

If I give her the tip she gunna beg for the rest

Man talking shit when I’m not in the city

Bro do what I say and I send him the bread

 

 

Been like 3 months

I spent over 250

My whip automatic

No gears on my stick

Man talking shit when I’m not in the city

I hop out the truck and appear with the click

Big double D that’s the size of her titties

She double the C when she wearing the kicks

Broski will boot it

You mention my name

I ain’t blanking no texts

When he air it and dip

Finished the show

Filled the tour bus with models

Got 3 of them on me

They sharing the dick

Party at tape

Couple thousand on bottles

Linked * and fucked her right there in the whip

Rain on the pussy

I brought me some goggles

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

She gunna love me by end of tomorrow

I fuck her so good she be scared to commit

Mortgage is paid

No my Bentley ain’t rented

I limo the tints

Got my goons in the jeep

Money been up

 give a fuck bout who trending

Ain’t making me bread

What you doing 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 didn’t finish the job

Get your money back pussy

Don't lose the receipt

 

Bentley Bentayga

2 door Lamborghini

My jewellery expensive I spent me a cheque

Splash on my baby

We flew Santorini

Put packs in the pussy and went on the jet

Shawty come through

Smell like Coco Chanel

If I give her the tip she gunna beg for the rest

Man talking shit when I’m not in the city

Bro do what I say and I send him the bread

 

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