$teven Cannon - Paycheck lyrics

Xanarchy!) (Its hot as hell) (107 in October, what, what) She just wanna f** me for my pay check Diamond in your b**h, I think my girl just got my rain wet I ain't want that b**h cause that b**h was on the same sh** I ain't want that b**h cause that b**h was on some lame sh** Love to drive a foreign, no doing no race, I let the blind hit You don't cook no dope, how yo rich if you don't make hit Paint that b**h black, bet inside KKK sh** I don't need a bae, I rather sleep up in the bay Kids on the cheek, my n***a, thats a f**ing face lift Say she like the whip, I tie her up like a slave ship I sleep in the chamber, you don't care I don't make it Cop so much g I think my plug hate me Gotta whip the porche up b**hes shake they a** when I'm in home but can't afford the dick Make your b**h disappear, aye, this is sorcerery s**ing on my co*k, I think your b**h f**ing harder dick Welcome to Clout Club Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one Kilo on my neck, had to f** your b**h, and this the outcome Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one Welcome to Clout Club (for real) You be looking for a n***a, I can tell you ain't found one Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh See baby, I been k**ing sh** for real I do what it takes, I know I gon make a mil Swim lil b**h, swim lil b**h, swim These diamonds aquafina, water falling off the scale Swim lil b**h, swim lil b**h, swim You my aqua-woman, baby, hold your breathe for real I'm tryna see you move, and you purping what they hail b**hes whole world lying, I think it make me lose my hair Put my thumb in her bu*t and the b**h ain't even care I know these b**hes super good, b**hes super rare f** these b**hes rare like I swear it wasn't fair Versace on my condom, and I'm done f**ing b**hes rare Welcome to Clout Club Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one Kilo on my neck, had to f** your b**h, and this the outcome Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one Welcome to Clout Club (for real) You be looking for a n***a, I can tell you ain't found one Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh Welcome to Clout Club Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one Kilo on my neck, had to f** your b**h, and this the outcome Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one Welcome to Clout Club (for real) You be looking for a n***a, I can tell you ain't found one Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh