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[Intro: Young Thug & Skooly]
I can see that bullsh*t from a mile away (See it)
You can stack my money 'bout a mile away (Stack it)
I got three white b*tches like it's powder day (White)
Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei
And all of my b*tches sexy, call them Barbies (Sexy)
She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby, no way (Uh-uh)
And lately, I been on that D'usse, yee
(We got London on the track)

[Chorus]
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (Yeah, yeah-yeah!)

[Post-Chorus]
Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
Money in my pants, I got money I call change
20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane

[Verse 1]
If I need some racks, I'ma flip me some packs
I talk like I want and she don't say nothin' back
If cops pull up, I put that crack in my crack
Or I put that brack in my brack
Call little shawty, made her f*ck on my brodie
If you don't owe me, b*tch, still act like you owe me
I promise I won't ever quit, b*tch, I'm Kobe
And I whip that white, you can snow me
Stoner Young Thugger
I whip it, that b*tch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger
Yeah, she shinin' like butter
The b*tch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler
Leave it to Beaver
I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him
Yeah, they all wanna greet him
They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him, uh
No, they won't tease on that di*k, they won't read on that di*k
They won't leash on that di*k, don't Felicia that di*k
Mamacita that di*k, they gon' snitch on that di*k
And she screamin' loud, she can't secret that di*k
Mama a beast on that di*k
If she bad, I'ma gon' an' Four Season that b*tch
Eat that, lil' b*tch, I'ma feast that lil' b*tch, mm
[Chorus]
I got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (Yeah, yeah-yeah!)

[Post-Chorus]
Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
Yeah, I'm like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
Money in my pants, I got money I call change
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks
Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey!

[Verse 2]
b*tch, I'm a Migo, I play with kilo
When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero
All of my n*ggas, they hard, call 'em beetles
n*ggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger in Regals
Droppin' the top on the Bentley
I'm with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle
Geeked out my mind, man, I'm tripping out
I don't know none of these people
Make my little shawty go get me a four and bring back me a liter
Yes, I got threats, I'm not worried 'bout that
They know they can get whacked and I swear I done
[Chorus]
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (Yeah, yeah-yeah!)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, I'm like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey!

[Outro: Skooly]
We got London on da Track!