Checks

We got checks Checks, checks, checks (Run that shit up Squill) Yeah, yeah Walking through the spot with foreign fabric And them diamonds on my neck I press that peddle and that caddy get to swerving, damn near wrecked It's like I sneezed and caught this feeling Mama told me, "Boy, you blessed" I ain't no bitch, and see, I never held my tongue We got checks, checks, checks, checks Bitch, I got my recipe, I whip it with my left, ayy It ain't no more posting on the block for you lil' niggas Most these niggas bitches, I can tell it through they pictures Real nigga, I'm a playmaker, don't need Instagram Show me your true colors then I seen it, niggas super lame Oh, he think he Superman, fire him down with God's hand Put that bitch on molly now she screaming out them vibes in Coast to coast, nigga, I'm connected like Verizon Wavy nigga, see me walking up, like that tight end Young nigga, I was going crazy on my crime binge Really nigga, see me coast to coast, bitch, I'm tied in Clearport, hopping on that jet, now we rising Bitch nigga talking 'bout he getting money, nigga, lie again Riding low, cruising something tinted, like five percent Gang out, foreigns back to back, better hide your bitch Walking through the spot with foreign fabric and Them diamonds on my neck I press that peddle and that caddy get to swerving, damn near wrecked It's like I sneezed and caught this feeling Mama told me, "Boy, you blessed" I ain't no bitch, and see, I never held my tongue We got checks, checks, checks, checks Bitch, I got my recipe, I whip it with my left, ayy It ain't no more posting on the block for you lil' niggas Most these niggas bitches, I can tell it through they pictures