Running Up a Check (feat. Anthony John) [prod. Spazz Productions]

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Vanilla Latte

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Yo, Spazz Productions
Latte, AJ
Back at it again
I'm running up a check

Running up a check, yeah I run to the bank 
Ain't got a full tank but I'm running on that dank
Don't worry about what I made, none of it is fake
Running through leaving blood on your face and all over the place
100 bands on my wrist, couple Benz on my list
Cooking beats till they crisp, that's your girl i signed her tits
Cause we fucking lit. Yeah we never quit, hear the shit we spit
Making list after list, I'm smoking spliff after spliff
Now I'm rolling in the Maybach
Latte where the weed at 
Never say that he wack     
Bring the whole team back
Think before you react
Show up where you sleep strapped 
Set your whole dream back, so keep back 

She pop it, she drop it, popping necks out the socket
And like a rocket, I spark it, push button to park it
Weed on me like a fucking market
Get your shoes off the carpet
You get buried like Larkin
So don't even try and start shit
We about to run that shit, we about to the gun that shit
We already won that shit, bump that shit
Heater gonna come that quick 
Bu-bu bust that shit
We about to run that shit, we about to the gun that shit
We already won that shit, bump that shit
Heater gonna come that quick 
Bu-bu bust that shit

I be bussin' bussin' cause she cum for me
I put the one to one and then it come to three
I got em running, jumping like they from the league
I got the cutta cutta, that's some cutlery
And Latte Gudda Gudda and I'm Lil We
We can go hand to hand just like we juggling
With ya bitch, we overboard her like smuggling
She bring it back, oh word like Dungarees
If there's no fund for me, this ain't no fun for me
I got some goons that will wipe off that smug for me
Got your phone in your hands shaking, it's shuffling
House full of mirrors, go head try your luck wit me
I got some hits, so go head swing a punch at me
No bitch, need a hit to be number one for me
I got some discs that gone need some discoveries
I channel that and release on you underlings
And I be feeling to some degree, I just need a bitch kick it wit me
Guns out, wet up everybody who be uncovered like they skinny dipping
Tell the pigs I got some Guinees wit me
And a bitty ready wit some big old titties
That be main eventing, she my main of many
Wit your bae attending and she came already

She pop it, she drop it, popping necks out the socket
And like a rocket, I spark it, push button to park it
Weed on me like a fucking market
Get your shoes off the carpet
You get buried like Larkin
So don't even try and start shit
We about to run that shit, we about to the gun that shit
We already won that shit, bump that shit
Heater gonna come that quick 
Bu-bu bust that shit
We about to run that shit, we about to the gun that shit
We already won that shit, bump that shit
Heater gonna come that quick 
Bu-bu bust that shit

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