Soulja Boy - Headed to a check lyrics

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Soulja Boy - Headed to a check lyrics

I whip a maserati Soulja, king soulja the mixtape, king soulja the movie Wake up in the morning and I'm headed to a check, bandz Always gotta count that money when I flex, damn Wake up in the morning and I'm headed to a check, ok Counting up the sack, flexin with the check, the check I'm headed to a check, a check, I'm headed to a check I'm headed to a check, a check, I'm headed to a check I'm headed to a check, a check, I'm headed to a check On the way to a check, hey Rich gang soulja bandz in my pocket, pocket 9 millimeter n***a I'm shooting little rockets Pull up to the car show, I'm springing I got spring Little dre gonn ball in that song everything Walk up in the gatti, whip a maserati Porsche game clean, but my whip game sloppy sponsored links Money game retarded, b**h don't get me started Sat on the challenger, I swear I bought from college Soulja boy I ball, riding down that highway Got the drop top maybach, sitting in the driveway Hit the secret Sundays, balling till there's Monday Flexin so hard, soulja boy be guappin, yo, guap Pull up to the truck, b**h I got blocks b**h I got knots, Gucci on my socks Louie on my box, sod rich gang, we took over boy Headed to a check, check, I'm headed to a check, check I'm headed to a check, check, on the way to a check Headed to a check, headed to a check Headed to a check on the way to a check Guap, sod, soulja, king They taking pictures, putting that sh** on instagram 500 racks, that's insta bandz Swerving in that foreign Porsche off to Hollywood Hoppin out the in and out I'm smoking on this kush Call me soulja bizzy b or call me rich gang soulja boy Soulja boy, bricks on bricks that's what I soulja boy Riding through the hood, everything all good 2 15 in my trunk, sounding like Jura**ic park Riding through my city b**h don't come through here and start Sod get money I will tear your life apart I flex, Cuban links on neck, boarding jet Hop about the private plane, I'm smoking on that mary jane 3 65 o like hurricane, soulja boy spit fire Headed to a check, check, I'm headed to a check, check I'm headed to a check, check, on the way to a check Headed to a check, headed to a check Headed to a check on the way to a check, backs, yeah.