Check Up

[Verse]

Lego

Rapped up I got Benz on me, Benz, Benz on me

Rapped up I got Benz on me, I got Benz on me

Ice over my niggas, I got cigarettes over my chick

I got bottles all in my section

This cash feelin we flexin', ball

I'm still touchin' that white girl

All of my hoes just like girls

Walking through the club like a might earl

Miley Cyrus this my world

Fifty hundreds for this Bobby Jeans

Fouty-five hundreds for this time degree yes

Two chains gave me this pain to lean

Versace shades you know what I see

I got a gun homie, I ain't even roll yet

A cope that I mean drove yet

Louie's hatin' even in the stove yet

I bet you broke niggas than you know that

I read up, I ain't never runnin' out

I'm wrecked up, I ain't never serving y'all

Get money, I ain't never gone without, what?

So tell me why I don't deserve the ball?

[Chorus]

I'm just runnin' that check up, I'm just runnin' that check up

I'm just runnin' that check up, I'm just runnin' that check up

Comin' through the Benz like this, comin' through the Benz like this

Comin' through the Benz like this, I'm just runnin' that check up

[Verse 2]

I'm still keepin' that foldie on me

Fuck it fast 'cause I know you want me

Thirty-six O's I hold it on me

We think we the shit, I know that don’t wr

Gucci bag hangin’ on my bitch on

Your bitch shit fin to get palm

My bitch rich and I whip hard

Look at my wrist I got a brick on

I got time for him and I ain’t even roll yet

A condom I ain’t even go yet

And mention I ain’t even show that

And guess you wanna know where your hoe at

My niggas got rich while I locked up true

And big homie, guaked up, guaked up

All of the soft got whacked up

Put benz on my hand when I popped up

[Chorus]

I'm just runnin' that check up, I'm just runnin' that check up

I'm just runnin' that check up, I'm just runnin' that check up

Comin' through the Benz like this, comin' through the Benz like this

Comin' through the Benz like this, I'm just runnin' that check up

[Verse 3]

I'm wise here I'ma build up

Spend 'bout twelve 'bout my left, nigga

And for my enemy.. fuck em

Bear it out, whatever left up

Got white reminix in the pimps we ball

College bitch, shit the next of model

Pall all night, I'ma wrist the model

Your baby mama shit, the next to swallow

Get on me, no yet, a pound to kush and I ain't blow yet

And the next bar I ain't sold yet

Tryin to find the house, while I can grow at

'Cause aces spray no more at

'Bout the fire this picture where the door hang

Hey picture me ballin' and it's a cold that

Tryin to find the script club and throw that bar

[Chorus]

I'm just runnin' that check up, I'm just runnin' that check up

I'm just runnin' that check up, I'm just runnin' that check up

Comin' through the Benz like this, comin' through the Benz like this

Comin' through the Benz like this, I'm just runnin' that check up