Fucking up a Check (Explicit)

F**king Up A Check (该死的检查) - Soulja Boy (酱爆弟弟)

Go ahead f**k it up

Forgiato when I'm pulling up

I put forgi's on a Bentley truck

Made it hurricane when I hit the club

F**king up a check f**king up a check

F**king up a check let's f**k up a check

F**king up a check f**king up a check

Let's f**k up a check f**king up a check

I'm f**king up designer I'm f**king up Versace

When I hit the club tattoos on my body

Make it hurricane make it thunderstorm

I'mma make it flash flood ain't no one

Walked in the club I got all of this cash yuh

I'mma hit the club yeah I'mma bring them bands yuh

Bring them bands out bring them xans out

She just dropped it down chopper hundred rounds

I got a check I got a check and they know that I'm stunting

She want the dick she want the dick

I gave her the dick and some molly

I post in the club I post in the club I'm sitting on forgiato's

All this money on me I came from the bottom

Go ahead f**k it up

Forgiato when I'm pulling up

I put forgi's on a Bentley truck

Made it hurricane when I hit the club

F**king up a check f**king up a check

F**king up a check let's f**k up a check

F**king up a check f**king up a check

Let's f**k up a check f**king up a check

Everything new down to my shoes

From my belt to my shoes to my Christian loubs'

Hopped out the coupe too dog pouring up juice

Walking in the club pouring up bottles and I'm too cool

I came from the bottom you don't want these problems

I be getting money riding with my shottas

Riding with my shooters hanging with the goblins

Riding with a bad b**ch hopping out Bugattis

Pinkie ring plus my Cuban link cost a new Ferrari

Jag watch a ni**a flash snapped by paparazzi

Go ahead f**k it up

Forgiato when I'm pulling up

I put forgi's on a Bentley truck

Made it hurricane when I hit the club

F**king up a check f**king up a check

F**king up a check let's f**k up a check

F**king up a check f**king up a check

Let's f**k up a check f**king up a check

I just blew my csi money on a bad b**ch

Soulja blow that vh1 money dog you been rich

Came in a 2 seater how these hoes gon' fit

We don't love 'em we don't cuff 'em and you know that she a flip

Couple bad white b**ches and we got 'em off the blow

Now the molly kicking in you know these hoes is 'bout to go

Gotta weigh lil soulja up my ni**a those are from a four

We just f**k 'em let 'em go

Soulja we don't love these hoes

We at LD on a Monday young rich niggas in my section

It's a hundred g for my necklace

Young ni**a pull up hot but I'm flexing

Go ahead f**k it up

Forgiato when I'm pulling up

I put forgi's on a Bentley truck

Made it hurricane when I hit the club

F**king up a check f**king up a check

F**king up a check let's f**k up a check

F**king up a check f**king up a check

Let's f**k up a check f**king up a check