paroles de chanson Checkout - The Cool Kids

Whoa
Whoa, hey, hey, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, diamonds
Diamonds, woah, woah
Acids, huh, call ′em up
I need all the, ya
Get the girls, put 'em in line
I need eight or nine

Call me up, whip a rock
Tater tot, breakfast spot
Every day, that′s all I
Got to kill, yo
I count my blessings with an abacus
Abracadabra, I got the magic wrist
I got a squad out assemblin', you're tremblin′
Suck my dictionary, Marriani on the emblem
Knew I was the goat from my zodiac symbol
Four by four trucks pullin′ up to the window
I roll the window down from the tint
When I send 'em (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
No sticks, no seeds
Good weed, gluten-free
Back again, coconut water
You, not that baby father

Uh oh, where it′s at?
Want money, need check (fucking bitch)
Uh oh, where it's at?
Want money, (want) need check (want money)
Want money, need check (want check)
Want money, need check (want money)
Want money, need check (want check)
Want money, need check (want money)

Money fill it out, yeah it′s gettin' wild
Nigga look at me, I′m the captain now
Get yo' cap and gown, oh, you droppin' now? (What?)
Oh, you rappin′ now? What you rap about?
These ain′t just words to a verse
I ain't talkin′ you to death, I'm just takin′ you to work
I can make the bands dance, bandana on the handle
Handstand for a grand, that shit jammin' like a hammer
You niggas prayin′, you ain't got my shit together
My beats got better, and my bars got heavy
Triple strap forces in the sold-out club telly
We them guys like Teddy, black street no diggity
Let's get to it, I′m ready
I said the wire′s comin' through, let him know when I get it
Ayo, we comin′ up a level
The Rollies lose value when you icin' out the bezzle

Uh oh, where it′s at?
Want money, need check (fucking bitch)
Uh oh, where it's at?
Want money, (want) need check (want money)
Want money, need check (want check)
Want money, need check (I tell you want money)
Want money, need check (want check)
Want money, need check (want money)