Rubberband Check*

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Project Pat & Rich The Kid & Rick Ross - Rap

Rubberband Check*

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[Intro: Rich The Kid] Yah, yah, yah, yah (Yah, yah, yah, yah) You dig what I'm saying? (What I'm saying?) Whole lotta money bags (Whole lotta money bags) Whole lotta cash (Datpiff.com world premiere) 808 Mafia (You dig?) [Chorus: Rick Ross & Rich The Kid] I rubberband my check (What?) Suzanne Somers all on my neck Chevy runnin' like a Corvette Still war-ready on deck (Woo) Money bag on your head (Your head) Money bag on your head (Your head) Money bag on your head (Yeah) They comin' straight for your neck (Neck) I rubberband my check Suzanne Somers all on my neck (Woo) Chevy runnin' like a Corvette (Ayy) Still war-ready on deck (On deck) Money bag on your head (Your head) Money bag on your head (Your head) Money bag on your head (Yeah; What?) They comin' straight for your neck (Woo) [Verse 1: Project Pat] I'm a lick, I'm a walking brick Talking shit, pistol grip Be the hoes, you can go, [?] shit You niggas'll play, I'ma spray, this here gangsta shit If your girl right beside you, I'ma shoot that bitch Money train gang, wings on my Robin jeans I'm about to fly, like [?] green Stupid cheese, mozzarella, I'm a good fella Brain surgeon, watch this nine split his cerebellum Did you tell him 'bout a nigga round my way? (Should have) Catch his ass in traffic, unload with the K (That's a murder) Bitch, it's all designer on my body, what you looking at? (Mmm) These niggas stopped wearing Louis, so I took it back That check [Chorus: Rick Ross & Rich The Kid] I rubberband my check Suzanne Somers all on my neck Chevy runnin' like a Corvette (Woo) Still war-ready on deck Money bag on your head (Yeah) Money bag on your head (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) They comin' straight for your neck (Woo) I rubberband my check Suzanne Somers all on my neck Chevy runnin' like a Corvette (Woo) Still war-ready on deck (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) Money bag on your head (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) They comin' straight for your neck (Woo; Yeah, what up?) [Versse 2: Rich The Kid] Too many racks in my money bag (What?) Maserati got a [?] tag Money bag on your head (Your head) One call and you dead (One call and you dead) We Rich Forever, Rich Forever (Rich) Look at the Roley, it's presidential I got a Maybach like Ross (Ross) I got the money, you [?] [?] see red (Red) India Love in my bed (What?) Two foreigns, she giving me head (Ah) [?] got plenty of bread (Bread) Trap on the block like Neno (Neno) Chain, that's a kelo, got a bird, no eagle (Brrr) Way too many hoes, I'm single Break a bitch real quick like a Pringle Money bag, money bag, racks (Racks) Knock off the plug for the sack (Woo) You is the man, put you in your [?] Set you up with a [?] Walking around with a Mack, Mack Fuck up a check Tech, tech, hit you in your neck Rich Forever, that's the set [Chorus: Rick Ross & Rich The Kid] I rubberband my check Suzanne Somers all on my neck Chevy runnin' like a Corvette Still war-ready on deck Money bag on your head (Yeah) Money bag on your head (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) They comin' straight for your neck (Woo) I rubberband my check Suzanne Somers all on my neck Chevy runnin' like a Corvette (Woo) Still war-ready on deck (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) Money bag on your head (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) They comin' straight for your neck [Verse 3: Project Pat] Ruger 9 put a hole in your snap backa Two pounds of medical in a backpacka Bitch get out of line, then she gon' get [?] slapa Used to rob junkies in the hood, crack jacka Mix the soda with the motherfucking cocaina Migo cross the border, got my hood going straight insane North Memphis, Tennessee, kush leaves and Hennessy Gangland, throwing rocks at the penitentiary Pourin' boes up in the styrofoam cup If you ain't 'bout no hustle, man, a bitch gon' turn her nose up But I couldn't blame a bitch, could do bad on her own Bring something to the table, ho, or do not call my phone [Chorus: Rick Ross & Rich The Kid] I rubberband my check Suzanne Somers all on my neck Chevy runnin' like a Corvette (Woo) Still war-ready on deck (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) Money bag on your head (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) They comin' straight for your neck (Woo) I rubberband my check Suzanne Somers all on my neck Chevy runnin' like a Corvette (Woo) Still war-ready on deck (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) Money bag on your head (Woo) Money bag on your head (Yeah) They comin' straight for your neck

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Credits

Writers
  • Project Pat
  • Rich The Kid
  • Rick Ross
  • 808 Mafia