Runnin That Check Up

[Intro]

Turn Up

It's Buck

Leggo

Racked up I got bands on me

Bands on me

Racked up I got bands on me

I got bands on me

Ice all on my neck, I got zeros all in my check

I got bottles all in my section

This cash feeling we flexin', ball

[Verse 1]

I'm still touchin' that white girl

All of my hoes just light girls

Walkin' through the club like I might hurl

Miley Cyrus, this is my world

1500 for these Robin Jeans

4500 for this pound of green

2 Chainz gave me this pint of lean

Versace shades, you know what I've seen

I gotta gold rollie I ain't even wore yet

A Corvette I ain't even drove yet

Louis ain't even in the store yet

I betcha broke niggas didn't know that

I re-upped, I ain't ever running out

I'm racked up, I ain't ever serving ya'll

Get money, I ain't ever done without

So tell me why I don't deserve to ball

[Hook]

I'm just runnin' that check up (x4)

Thumbin' through the bands like this (x3)

I'm just runnin' that check up

[Verse 2]

I'm still keeping that forty on me

Fuck the feds, cause I know they want me

Thirty six O's, I hold it on me

We think we the shit, I know that don't we?

Gucci bag hanging on my bitch arm

Yo bitch she finna get palmed

My bitch rich and her whip foreign

Look at my wrist I got a brick on

I got Tom Fords I ain't even wore yet

A condo I ain't even go yet

A mansion I ain't even show yet

In case you wanna know where ya ho at

My niggas got rich while I was locked up

Game big homie get guaped up, guaped up

All of the soft got rocked up

Put bands in my hand when I popped up

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Got YSL on my belt buckle

Spent about twelve on my left knuckle

"F" on my rim and that mean fuck you

Dead and all, whatever left of you

Got white remy mixed in a Pepsi bottle

A college bitch, she the next to model

Ball all night I'm a rest tomorrow

Yo baby momma she the next to swallow

I got kids I don't even know yet

A pound of kush I ain't blow yet

Some Xanax bars I ain't sold yet

Tryna find a house where I can grow at

This ace of spade, no moet

'Bout to fire this bitch where the dough at

Hey picture me ballin', it's a kodak

Tryna find a strip club to throw at

[Hook] (x2)