Casting Couch

[Intro: Caskey] Whoa, check the box Yeah, from the shrooms, I just came to fresh some minds So much God damn drugs, got me passin' out I just turned the living room into a castin' couch [Bridge: Caskey] God damn, ay, touch down in LA, come to spend the guap Yeah, time been moving slow, bitch, I'm bendin' clocks Dip out of the Rarri, hop off in the Lamb, yeah Started this with grams, caught three hundred grand [Hook: Caskey] Run up a check on them boys, run up a check on them boys We too faded to be pouring shit, we the ones making the noise Run up a check on them boys, run up a check on them boys We the ones making the noise, we the ones making the noise [Verse 1: Caskey] Damn, touch down in the city, faded I'm high and I done came in peace Why the fuck they intimidated? I'm high and I done tried to give your shit a chance Fuck it though, we hate it, just did a 180 All your shit sounding dated, and that shit is goin' plated My shit goin' gold, crazy Rico, check up on my phone, look, watch me work I got a Benz full of purp, and I'm trapping off the chirp And I'm popping all the Percs, yeah, hey Turned the hotel lobby to the trap spot Started this with nothing, I'm a have-not [Hook: Caskey] Run up a check on them boys, run up a check on them boys We too faded to be pouring shit, we the ones making the noise Run up a check on them boys, we not in Honda Accords That thing, we got it off of tours, we tryna be on top of Forbes Run up a check on them boys, run up a check Run up a check on them boys, we the ones making the noise Run up a check on them boys, we not in Honda Accords We just tryna be on Forbes, tryna do this shit for tours [Verse 2: Rich The Kid] Got the Mazi, want the Rolls Royce, ran up a check on them boys Rich The Kid on the Forbes, big house got four floors (What?) I gotta flex with my chains on, walk around, too many rings on Your bitch keep calling the same phone, trap work, still goin' Yeah, yeah, ran up a check and I flex Tennis diamonds on my neck, facing too much disrespect I fuck your bitch in my Yeezy, trap or die like I'm Jeezy Two cups like I'm Weezy, money on me, please believe me You flexing that Rollie, it's fake, I ain't took her on a date Ran it up and now I'm straight, I got the [?] i8 I keep them at the computer, I buck a round with my shooter Fuck it, I might do ya, old bitch, I'd fuck a cougar [Hook: Caskey] Run up a check on them boys, run up a check Run up a check on them boys, we the ones making the noise Run up a check on them boys, run up a check on them boys We the ones making the noise, we tryna be on top of Forbes