[Intro: Lil Eazzyy & King Von]

(Go)

Oh yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one

Go, go, go, go

Still cappin' in this bitch with Danny, on bro

[Chorus: Lil Eazzyy]

Bitch, I need a check (A check)

I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)

Bitch, give me respect (Respect)

Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)

I ride for the set

If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)

I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'

Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left

[Verse 1]

I remember whеn a nigga wasn't having it, I had a blicky right under my mattress (My mattress )

Uncy taught mе how to shoot, I was clappin' it, fuck around and put a opp in a basket nigga (Boom)

Talkin' tough, you ain't a savage, nigga (You ain't a savage, nigga)

In my hood I'm established, nigga

You say that yo' niggas be shootin' shit up, my opinion is you need some practice, nigga (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

Four door with a Drac' and a passenger, we finna sweep up yo' block like the janitor (Skrrt)

Don't try to get out yo' character, I seen them niggas beat you on camera (Pussy)

Pop me a perc', I got stamina (Stamina)

Pickin' her up then I'm slammin' her (I'm slammin' her)

I remember I ain't have nothing left in my pocket, I threw twenty grams at her

[Chorus: Lil Eazzyy]

Bitch, I need a check (A check)

I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)

Bitch, give me respect (Respect)

Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)

I ride for the set

If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)

I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'

Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left

Bitch, I need a check (A check)

I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)

Bitch, give me respect (Respect)

Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)

I ride for the set

If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)

I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'

Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left

[Verse 2]

I need a thick bitch (Thick bitch), one who'll pass me the stick quick

Dumping it all and we bail out (Baow)

Bro, got a switch, bet he hit shit

It's a KRISS Vec' on his pistol, it knock him the hell out (Grra)

Harder to trust, lot of niggas be sell outs (Uh)

I gotta head out

Love when the money be calling my phone, I'ma run to the bag 'til a nigga go check out, uh

Hellcat right off the lot and I'm scratching (Vroom)

She fell in love with my fashion

Lil' bro send me a plan, I'm blastin' (I'm blastin')

Freak bitch giving top in a mansion

Ten racks, give her a stack and she active (She active)

She gon' hit the road when I ask it

Fifth-third gimme a chase and its crackin'

What can I say, boy? The money my passion (Its crackin')

[Chorus: Lil Eazzyy]

Bitch, I need a check (A check)

I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)

Bitch, give me respect (Respect)

Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)

I ride for the set

If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)

I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'

Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left

Bitch, I need a check (A check)

I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)

Bitch, give me respect (Respect)

Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)

I ride for the set

If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)

I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'

Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left