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Young nigga takin' off on percs
Young nigga puttin' in that
Young nigga let that chopper do the
No Nowitzki but I leave him in the
Young niggas throwin' up their
Us niggas running through checks
jam I still no flex
Wearin' Nikes when I'm running a check
I'm on same thing, look at this change man
I'm just through a mothafuckin' check dawg
me my change man
This ain't no man, look how this chain hang
I'm just running a mothafuckin' check dawg

Chasing check I'm not talking athletics
But I my money in lockers
If I make the call just know I got young
Who ride like choppers
They hustle for deal in that they cooking
A with the D like Ibaka
No medical dealer but for the price
They prescribe Actavis like a
Drop this wet, I call it weather
Chopper's disconnected like it's not
Mister Truth is fly and I am not a
I just these rocks up like I'm Roc-A-Fella
If your bitch is lame then I am not the
She can be me it's what I'm not to tell her
Like to it low like I'm a acapella
If she here for then I am not to fill her
Give me my check if not a minute
Swangers I'm tippin', should've been
Look like a swamp 'cause everything is
You don't like me, then bitch you a hater
I'm sick bitch, I'm sick I been a fever
Fuckin' me, the trunk is where I leave ya
be a minute 'fore someone relieve yah
Got this jumpin' like you had a seizure

nigga takin' off on them percs
Young puttin' in that work
Young nigga let that chopper do the
No Nowitzki but I leave him in the
Young niggas up their sets
Us niggas running through checks
jam I still no flex
Wearin' Nikes when I'm running a check
I'm on same thing, look at this change man
I'm just through a mothafuckin' check dawg
Give me my man
This ain't no game man, look how chain hang
I'm just running through a check dawg

You not gettin' them racks, oh where they do at?
My neck, my wrist, my ears, and my fingers are on wet
I told that lil to hop into my coupe, treat her like a lil pet
Copped me a Vette then I wrecked it, I copped a Bentley and wrecked it
I got real
They pull up woolas and all kind of TEC 9s and Uzis
We talk on the phone I just tell 'em stay
My she gon' shoot, she a buddha
and Japanese
Her eyes looking
She gon' chase 'til she me
pigs are so after me
This ice on my neck is so wet like it me
I get dope from the Pope
While I get sex on the banana
I can't save her, she better stay
detain a baby for that dope
Whip it! Whip it! 'Til I have a
Cook it, it, catch it, no Ebola
Treat my dogs like no con-soda
Told you once I bang red, Coca