Cheque Aitch

[Chorus]
Yeah, Bentley Bentayga, two door Lamborghini
My jewellery expensive, I spent me a cheque
Splash on my baby, we flew Santorini
Put packs on the pussy and went on a jet
Shawty come through, smell like Coco Chanel
If I give her the tip, she gon' beg for the rest
Man talkin' shit when I'm not on the city
Bro do what I say and I send him the bread

[Verse 1]
Racks in the middle like Roddy and Nipsey
I hop out the whip with intention to flex
Man talkin' shit whеn I'm not on the city
Bro do what I say and I send him the brеad
Back out the mansion, the pool for the strippers
Like double your whip, what I spent on my neck
Gave her some racks now she covered in Fendi
The opps don't offend me, I couldn't give a F
Ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna listen
I count up a thirty, she givin' me neck
I got that water if she gettin' thirsty
My bitches are certi but sick in the head
Takin' a snap on the back of a thirty
Like nothin' can hurt me, I live on the edge
Fuck all my opps, I ain't showin' no mercy
Pull racks out the dirt and put it on your head