Checks

[Intro] Ayy, Ramy, light up another blunt, bro Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Yeah [Chorus] Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able Fuck— fuck— fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able Fuck— fuck— fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh [Verse 1] It’s a rock and roll, call— call— call me in the [?] I blow it by the O, I’ll show you how I roll Hitting licks on the low, it’s a Taliban flow When I let up [?], bend a file ‘til it close Finna sit on some more, pour the rest on the floor Keep a thirty for you hoes, I been playin’ ‘round for sure Goin’ global with the bros In a Jeep with no doors Got the choppa, it’s exposed I’ma ride for my bros [Bridge] Yeah the fake ones, yeah they always talkin’ Take some, we gon’ blitz on offense White on white, with the Miami Dolphins Play around, and I'ma dig your coffin [Chorus] Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able Fuck— fuck— fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able Fuck— fuck— fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh [Verse 2] I’m on my own high, I wanna be you Who don't wanna see you, can’t even feel you Running through the real you, hit it in the rear view I know they want the deal too, young Donny bulletproof I’m the right one ‘cause I know myself Sip on the lean ‘cause I know my health Can’t hit your weed if it ain’t top shelf I ride through the hood with a Kevlar vest I'm a Don dada, come from the West I’m packin’ the 9, [?] I’m taking your shit and I’m giving you less Don Donny, yeah I lit up finesse shit Wide up for [?] extension Pussy nigga, you don’t want me to test you LA, pull up in the Tesla FaceTime with the money, I’m telling you Benz truck and I pull up with extras [?] with the crust, i’m smelling you [?] I done run a real bag, i’m telling you [Chorus] Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able Fuck— fuck— fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh Slap her heart of cash on the table I been going hella hard, now I’m able Fuck— fuck— fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh [Instrumental]