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Check Flow Video (MV)




Performed By: GABBA
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Jordan Curran




GABBA - Check Flow Lyrics




I got my bro with me in the studio
We be makin music cash flow u know how it goes
We aint care bout no body we be flexing on our own
Takin out the hottest groupies they be screaming at our shows

Takin homies overseas its such a crazy dream
Tryina stack that money clean like promethazine
When im walking down the street all they do is scream
And they know me so i guess im the new F*cking king

Chain low real low (Yea)its touchin the floor
Chain low real low (Yea)its touchin the floor

Bring it back to the days when i was shootin J's
Aint no body do it better like my fadaways
Runnin away from the pressure like im Usain
Then i bolt outta town on the next train

Iv been feelin the heat ,On them miami streets
Drip going deeper than the river on the east
Baby tell me right away what is it that u see
Look in the mirror thru the glass and all ull see is me

Rememeber when i was broke and i aint have shit
And i was f*ckin women everyday fr the hell of it
Tryina tease my libido so i wont have a fit
Now im drinkin henny knowing she gonn get that Dick

Not doing this for anyone to love me
Im doing this for the respect of my homies
The ones who laughed and said yea buddy
When i was rappin And it felt like cloud surfing
Yea
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English

I got my bro with me in the studio
We be makin music cash flow u know how it goes
We aint care bout no body we be flexing on our own
Takin out the hottest groupies they be screaming at our shows

Takin homies overseas its such a crazy dream
Tryina stack that money clean like promethazine
When im walking down the street all they do is scream
And they know me so i guess im the new F*cking king

Chain low real low (Yea)its touchin the floor
Chain low real low (Yea)its touchin the floor

Bring it back to the days when i was shootin J's
Aint no body do it better like my fadaways
Runnin away from the pressure like im Usain
Then i bolt outta town on the next train

Iv been feelin the heat ,On them miami streets
Drip going deeper than the river on the east
Baby tell me right away what is it that u see
Look in the mirror thru the glass and all ull see is me

Rememeber when i was broke and i aint have shit
And i was f*ckin women everyday fr the hell of it
Tryina tease my libido so i wont have a fit
Now im drinkin henny knowing she gonn get that Dick

Not doing this for anyone to love me
Im doing this for the respect of my homies
The ones who laughed and said yea buddy
When i was rappin And it felt like cloud surfing
Yea
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Writer: Jordan Curran
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