Cut the Check (feat. Chief Keef) (Explicit) - Mac Miller/Chief Keef

I'm a motherf**king fool cut the check

I'm a working motherf**ker need a desk

I don't got a heart I don't even need a chest

I'm a mess they be saying they up next that's a stretch

Hold your breath let me bow to the crowd sh*t I'm blessed

Well I must be b**ches want to f**k me bump uglies on front street

The cards on the table gin rummy

Have a blast have a ball have a motherf**king great time

Beast I'm a dog got a squad full of k-9s

I'm a motherf**king fool cut the check

I'mma get it 'til there ain't sh*t left to get

No stress running suicides don't even break a sweat

I'm a threat code red when your line get pressed

You getting f**ked by your contract what the fine print says

Told you once I told you twice I get the lamb it's over rice

I whip the lamb it's overpriced the life is good the hoes are dikes

The type of sh*t don't happen overnight god damn

I'm a motherf**king fool

This sh*t on 100 degrees hard as f**k ain't in a rush

I let the money come to me I'm a business man

I'm way too young to be this rich

I don't know what to do with all this sh*t

I'm out of control lord can you save my soul

How convenient you ain't worried about sh*t right now

How convenient you just tryna keep it lit right now

How convenient screaming money over b**ches right now

How convenient bet you're feeling like the sh*t right now

Walked up in neimans spent the sac then I'm leaving

Smoking on ** og reeking

Got the cops pull me over they gon' want to take the bimmer

But I'mma do the dash beat it like tina

And I got my nina boy you better be subpoenaed

Walked in the spot ice on lights on blingin'

Someone start a fire cause it's f**king freezing

I'm high off life give me the blunt I'm a roll it

I got hot rocks I'ma let you hold it

I was posted with the hammer y'all was telling police

Now I wrestle with racks b**ch I'm mick foley

Sh*t made me go woo like rick florer

I mean ric flair b**ch boy I've been player

You a bench warmer boy I've been playing

Walked up the stairs look at my shoes like them cleaner

But I shoulda worn the other ones cause them better

This sh*t on 100 degrees hard as f**k ain't in a rush

I let the money come to me I'm a business man

I'm way too young to be this rich

I don't know what to do with all this sh*t

I'm out of control lord can you save my soul

How convenient you ain't worried about sh*t right not

How convenient you just tryna keep it lit right now

How convenient screaming money over b**ches right now

How convenient bet you're feeling like the sh*t right now

Cut the check