paroles de chanson Chek - future , DJ ESCO

Pluto
If young Metro don′t trust you, I'm gon′ shoot you

I get to these racks consistently
Who gon' stop me now?
They keep talkin', talkin′ ′bout drugs
'Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talkin′ now?
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I'm ballin′ out

I put a pool on top of the penthouse
You can see me now
I'm still high from the day before
′Bout to re-up now
Nigga was broke some years ago
Fuck around, lose a cap
Had the stewardess on the PJ
And she chewed me out
I was always in some shit
Nigga, look at me now
These bitches will have me lookin' bad
Tryna air me out
Then I gave that bitch some cash
Over a fair amount
Ain't gon′ never trust a bitch
Who can′t close they mouth

I get to these racks consistently
Who gon' stop me now?
They keep talkin′, talkin' ′bout drugs
'Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talkin′ now?
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I'm ballin' out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I′m ballin′ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I'm ballin′ out
I just fucked up me a check
I just fucked up me a check

They keep talkin' ′bout, talkin' ′bout racks
'Bout to pop one now
Most of these niggas all whack
They 'bout to get knocked off now
I done went way past the quota
Shit, I lost account, yeah
Pulled up, turbo on a motor
It was unannounced
Make the Forbes′ once again
The talk of the town
I got Snow White on the seat
Shit, I′m droppin' it down
I put good dope on this beat
I′m 'bout to take some now
They keep talkin′ 'bout, talkin′ 'bout jewelry
'Bout to buy some now

I get to these racks consistently
Who gon′ stop me now?
They keep talkin′, talkin' ′bout drugs
'Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talkin′ now?
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I'm ballin′ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I'm ballin' out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I′m ballin′ out
I just fucked up me a check
I just fucked up me a check

Get, get your money, get your weight up
Just like a shark, dog get ate up
I been told, another demeanor
I been frozen, another demeanor
Got more lights than a arena
Hit 'em on sight for the subpoena
Pull, pull up but pull out clean
What′s the total? You can keep the receipt
I can dap up Curry sittin' in my seat, yeah
I give her allowance three times a week, yeah
I′m out your league, yeah

I get to these racks consistently
Who gon' stop me now?
They keep talkin′, talkin' 'bout drugs
′Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talkin′ now?
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I'm ballin′ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I'm ballin′ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I'm ballin′ out
I just fucked up me a check
I just fucked up me a check