Feeling$

INTRO:
(Got me a check……I went and got me a check
Got me a check……I went and got me a check.)

(Sometimes you just got to let these bitches go man....and get in your Duffy nigga
You know what the fuck is going on with the kid.”)

(Ha! Plxv$urx!)

CHORUS:

 I jumped off the porch and I got out my feelings and got me a check
 I copped me a Benz, blew a 10 out in Gucci I don't need to flex
I can't put my trust in these bitches I know they're pretending for sex
And I got this ice all on me
 I know that she's wet
I just can't fuck with you
‘Cause I need a check
You're just gonna try to play me and then act like I wasn't your best
I ain't going broke for these bitches when I can go get a Patek
And I bet they flock all on me
 But I'm screaming next

Plxv$urx Verse:

I cut off some bitches and focused on riches and got me a check
Do not hit my phone if it ain't about business, I ain't trying to text
I can't fall in love with no bitch who be choosing on me and the set
She trying to flock all on me
 I know that she wet
Bitch I ball like I play for the Pistons
Hit the block like that boy's on a mission
Earned my stripes like that boy is official
Fuck a opp, know my crew's shooting missiles
Walk in blood like I came through the vessel
Dripping, I'm clean as a whistle
I love a girl that's submissive
Pussy pop on the Glock or the Pistol
I know she wants me for sex
She's sending pics through the text
She knows that pussy I bless
But I'm trying to get me a check
When I wanted you, you tried to play around
Now I stroke her deeper than Barry sounds
Lil Shawty can't move she went 12 rounds
But I know she's going like merry rounds

CHORUS #2:

 I jumped off the porch and I got out my feelings and got me a check
 I copped me a Benz, blew a 10 out in Gucci I don't need to flex
I can't put my trust in these bitches I know they're pretending for sex
And I got this ice all on me
 I know that she's wet
I just can't fuck with you
‘Cause I need a check
You're just gonna try to play me and then act like I wasn't your best
I ain't going broke for these bitches when I can go get a Patek
And I bet they flock all on me
 But I'm screaming next

Leo Mc
Kloud verse:

I bet they flock on the Gang Gang
I copped a new whip just to change lanes
Aqua the bezel no plane Jane
I buss her down no Tory Lanez
I had to stack up my riches
I ain't holding back on these bitches
Give them the static no tension
Chasing a sack Been the mission
All about a sack like a burglar
She gave me neck and the jugular
I need her friends and her and her
She'll hold you down for Chanel and fur
Designer the fit...designer the kicks
Huh...I know they know I'm the shit
I might just drip on your bitch
Give her some money like Mitch
They already know that we're next
Two hand emoji, I'm blessed
She only wants me for sex
Airplane mode when she text
‘Cause I'm getting bigger, my circle is realer
Young nigga tell me the issue
We keep the mags, no issue
We keep the mags, no issue

CHORUS #3:

I jumped off the porch and I got out my feelings and got me a check
 I copped me a Benz, blew a 10 out in Gucci I don't need to flex
I can't put my trust in these bitches I know they're pretending for sex
And I got this ice all on me
 I know that she's wet
I just can't fuck with you
‘Cause I need a check
You're just gonna try to play me and then act like I wasn't your best
I ain't going broke for these bitches when I can go get a Patek
And I bet they flock all on me
 But I'm screaming next