Wintertime - Bout A Check Lyrics




I don't wanna be your friend
I just wanna count some ends
I'm not tryna disrespect, baby I'm just 'bout a check
You ain't seen nothing yet
Still cookin', I'm a chef
Count up like a math test
I don't wanna be your friend
I just wanna count some ends
I'm not tryna disrespect, baby I'm just bout a check
You ain't seen nothing yet
Still cookin', I'm a chef
Count up like a math test

You can pay me all in cash
Rule number one, secure the bag
And I heard your new song, I want my 30 seconds back
Can I get my swag back? I don't even like to rap
I think I'm a pool table, cause I stay with them racks
Walked off on the plug then I did it all again
He think that we be best friends, I think he just got finessed
Winter different from the rest, put in work, I need a desk
Cops killin', I need a vest, I get lost, no GPS
Realest nigga comin' out the game
If it ain't 'bout money please get out my face
Made ten bands before they even saw my face
Made ten bands and they ain't even know my race
I ain't worried 'bout these other niggas, it ain't no race
I'ma get mine and I know they finna hate
I spent a whole paycheck on some J's
New Orleans Saints how I'm out here makin' plays

I don't wanna be your friend
I just wanna count some ends
I'm not tryna disrespect, baby I'm just 'bout a check
You ain't seen nothing yet
Still cookin', I'm a chef
Count up like a math test
I don't wanna be your friend
I just wanna count some ends
I'm not tryna disrespect, baby I'm just 'bout a check
You ain't seen nothing yet
Still cookin', I'm a chef
Count up like a math test





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