Run Up A Check

I'm walkin' right in, fuckin' this bitch up What that pussy cost bitch Is you tryna fuck or what? We all up a hundred plus Who dick you wanna suck? Lil bitch just hit the jewelry Store and dropped a forty-one We really gettin' paid will, tell 'em some' I'm in Cali right now G, I'ma mail you some' Now I'm 'bout to get back to cuttin' a rug You can spend it like that when You fuckin' with the plug All of my niggas eating Can't nobody stop that Bro said he wanna drive a Bentley I'm like not yet I'm a fuckin' paper boy, I'm like project Too busy with the bag That's why I ain't drop a project What the fuck is up, where that money at Ain't tryna have no conversation I'm tryna run up a check My brodie got a couple years It's only right that I stack Ain't tryna have no conversation I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check Man I'm tryna get this money You bitches hate too much Catch me boolin' by myself I don't hang in a bunch Trust me she ain't living long if The lil bitch owe me Put this Ruger to your face 'cause I think he tryna ho me I'ma spark this wood at him Watch this bitch die slowly It's molly water, I'm with the gang Moz got the new forty on him Man it's cold in the D Boy you better bundle up You can chill on the block but I'll just keep the heater tucked Keep chasing that check and fuck These angry ass bitches I always touch a chicken when My hands get to itching Stuff a cookie in the wood I get messy when I'm rollin' Quick to leave a pussy smokin' Always keep one eye open What the fuck is up, where that money at Ain't tryna have no conversation I'm tryna run up a check My brodie got a couple years It's only right that I stack Ain't tryna have no conversation I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm in the projects where every House a spot at That work better be good if you Want someone to buy that Just find a bitch to transport that Shit from A to B Baby I get that shit gone like plan B Know the real scam man, ain't no scammin' me No charge vinyl to the key You niggas Tennessee Like I'm tryna move in, prayed to get a key Knew I would make this shit Double like I couldn't see That ngiga probably wanna be me But he ain't me Fuck 12, free mister made 50 and the white G I was somewhere in the Sticks countin' blue slips You was stuck sleeping in the trap Gettin' more sheets What the fuck is up, where that money at Ain't tryna have no conversation I'm tryna run up a check My brodie got a couple years It's only right that I stack Ain't tryna have no conversation I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check I'm tryna run up a check