Chase a Cheque Lyrics

Young NAB, baby

Yeah

Mm-hmm

Bravo

I wake up every morning just to chase a cheque

They just hatin' ass niggas, I can't recollect

They just too quick to kick it like they P.J. Fleck

I'm a self-made nigga, I show no respect

I wake up every morning just to chase a cheque

They just hatin' ass niggas, I can't recollect

They just too quick to kick it like they P.J. Fleck

I'm a self-made nigga, I show no respect

Get a good night of sleep off this red Congolese

Got a bitch thick as Bulma and she wearin' my brief

Got a mouth like a warm hole like we playin' DST

And she bring me to my knees when she swallow my skeet

And the brain so good at bringin' back memories

Only thing that feels better's gettin' to this money

Only if she help me get it, then I break her somethin' nice

Yeah, she hotter than the flames, but she look good in some ice

Yeah, she wetter than a sink, and she good at takin' pipe

Yeah, she know I'm only human, but she screamin' God and Christ

Yeah, the pussy feel like water and you know I make her whine

Every time she leave the crib, she still got my dick on her mind

I'm the objx of her eye, she talkin' bout 100 symes

She can't help but feel a nigga like she readin' with the blind

She know better than to disturb me when I been on my grind

Said my dick taste better than the oxtail with the brine

I wake up every morning just to chase a cheque

They just hatin' ass niggas, I can't recollect

They just too quick to kick it like they PJ Fleck

I'm a self-made nigga, I show no respect

I wake up every morning just to chase a cheque

They just hatin' ass niggas, I can't recollect

They just too quick to kick it like they PJ Fleck

I'm a self-made nigga, I show no respect

Get a great day of work done off this Cuban Linx

And a cup of this Analog every day I drink

Give a fuck if she is a mom, she get it on the sink

Yeah, she leavin' out that bathroom chewin' bubble mint

She the type to drink London Fog while she wearin' mink

She gon' suck more than Marc Gasol after he won the ring

She get stuffed like a shopping mall, ooh, she on the brink

Appetite like a Super Saiyan, she definitely gonna link

We ain't stoppin' till we check off all the boxes of her kinks

Type of shit that we been doin, we gon' have to see a shrink

Give me top like the Beyblade, she make my head spin

And she give me eye contact and she won't even blink