Check lyrics
by Fat Trel
{Into}
"Hey how do we turn the beat up tho?"
{Hook}
(Ruuugh)
I wanna run up a check
She wanna throw me the box
I wanna get me some neck
b*tch Im a dog, ruugh
You better come with a vet
He got the work, bet
b*tch Imma die for my respect
Ain't got time for my ex
I wanna run up a check
She wanna throw me the box
I wanna get me some neck
b*tch Im a dog, ruugh
You better come with a vet
He got the work, bet
b*tch Imma die for my respect
{Verse 1 - Young Moe}
Im tryna get me a comma
I gotta stay with my lama
She on my stick
Im Harry Potter
I put a hundred inside of a monsta
I got a K and it's itchen to spray
My b*tch is mad we can't kick it today
She say her grace
When I put di*k in her face
pus*y get wet as a lake
I don't be f*cking with n*ggas who fake
My b*tch just told me her periods late
Im in the gym and I'm movin' that weight
I got a chopper it's singing like drake
It be like "Ke Ke"
I'm getting cash, Im sellin' gas
Like I was BP
I need a change
Got in the game
I done went knee deep
I go and get it when them n*ggas sleep
I keep that 40 on top of my lap
I don't feel safe when its under the seat
I got to bust it if anyone reaps
We gon be walking when nobody speaks
I told em Beethoven before the police
I f*ck with junkies and n*ggas you callin' the geek
I gotta eat, like..
{Hook}
(Ruuugh)
I wanna run up a check
She wanna throw me the box
I wanna get me some neck
b*tch Im a dog, ruugh
You better come with a vet
He got the work, bet
b*tch Imma die for my respect
Ain't got time for my ex
I wanna run up a check
She wanna throw me the box
I wanna get me some neck
b*tch Im a dog, ruugh
You better come with a vet
He got the work, bet
b*tch Imma die for my respect
{Verse 2 - Fat Trel}
Plenty money I got semis coming
I got 50s, 100s and a pretty hummer
f*ck a b*tch then delete her number
I been really gettin' it in tis summer
Im really f*ckin' with packages
I move my africans
I'm smokin' dope with the savages
Fly to LA with the Spanish b*tches for the cannabis
f*ck the police and the management
Beat up the powder and I damage it
Young Moe and my third forearm
Pretty b*tches and some real n*ggas
Who got some rich b*tches on their third home
I'm really gettin it
Rippin' it, flippin' it, weighin', packin' and sendin' it
Yeah, I really did it I went and I finished it
Sippin' codein like a gentleman
I'm really hustlin, musclin', and tusslin
Give me a pack and im bustin it
I see an OP and I'm touchin him, bustin him
f*ck it cause their ain't no discussin' em
Yeah, codein just to sleep I'm a rich junkie
Your b*tch wanna f*ck a king
Gotta be gettin' money, Imma..
{Hook}
(Ruuugh)
I wanna run up a check
She wanna throw me the box
I wanna get me some neck
b*tch Im a dog
You better come with a vet
He got the work
b*tch Imma Die for my respect
Ain't got time for my ex
I wanna run up a check
She wanna throw me the box
I wanna get me some neck
b*tch Im a dog (ruugh)
You better come with a vet
He got the work
b*tch imma die for my respect