Ran through a check

Niggas love to flex

I be stackin' bags

Bitch she give me neck

Bitch you know I'm next

Leave the pussy wet

Choppa or the tek

Aim it at your head

Ran through a check

Niggas love to flex

I be stackin' bags

Bitch she give me neck

Bitch you know I'm next

Leave the pussy wet

Choppa or the tek

Aim it at your head

Gas, pass the boof, smellin' like a bag of shit

Niggas wanna kill me so I keep it on my hip

Catch me in with the glick on the streets, talkin' shit

Shawty want beef but that nigga is a bitch

Right now for this work, nigga ain't gettin' it

You can have my bitch, young nigga I got plenty

You can have my bitch, young nigga I got plenty

Bands 'n the coupe, keep the cash slidin' in

Ground off the boof and the boof straight killin'

Keep it too real, why these lames can't feel me

Souljah in the field, 14, I was drillin'

Started makin' hits, money comin' out, I'm chillin'

Bitch ride my dick, now the lil' pussy drippin'

Look at how I flex, lil' bitch, pay attention

Diamonds on my neck, on my wrist, let 'em shimmer

Iced out shit, that's my lifestyle

Coke in my nose, need it right now

Strip on the pole in your night gown

Then I beat it up, kicked the bitch out

Gotta keep the pole when I ride around

Niggas, they be hoes, they be plottin' now

If you run up, you get knocked down

Steady got the work, bring a breakout

(Ran through a check

Niggas love to flex

I be stackin' bags

Bitch she give me neck

Bitch you know I'm next

Leave the pussy wet

Choppa or the tek

Aim it at your head

Ran through a check

Niggas love to flex

I be stackin' bags

Bitch she give me neck

Bitch you know I'm next

Leave the pussy wet

Choppa or the tek

Aim it at your head)