"Checc" lyrics

Shut up and run up a check
Shut up and run up a check

Shut up and run up a check, shut up and run up a check
You should be fucking your bitch, why you be all on my dick
Shut up and run up a check, shut up and run up a check
You should be fucking your bitch, why you be all on my dick

You know I was raised in it
Concrete I was made in it
Run around with the same niggas
Dressing room, 'bout change nigga
You know I was raised in it
Concrete I was made in it
Run around with the same niggas
Dressing room, 'bout change nigga

This the last Imma say about it
I could never get manipulated
Should've known when you came around me
And you've never been initiated
Talking 'bout a body, put a gang on it
Sneak dissing, put a name on it
Insane, might bang on 'em
Cocaine Rick James on 'em
Tennessee I'm in the trap
Ride around across the map
Fuck beefing with a female
Delete a nigga like a email
Grown man doing county crimes
I ain't worried 'bout the black and whites
Shoot a nigga, snort a thousand lines
Sauced up like Thousand Island
Bitch I'm hotter than the antichrist
I ain't worried 'bout the afterlife
Bloody bag, no afterbirth
Blood money coming out the hearse
Blow a bag for everybody hurting
Swear to God I ain't at the church
Unless I'm going to a funeral
Life's hard but it's beautiful
But real niggas start shooting
Then apologize afterwards
Need to bag it like garbage
Bodybag, put 'em on a shirt
I can make a nigga mama hurt
I can make your baby mama squirt
[?] before designer first
Niggas hating now they wanna work

Shut up and run up a check, shut up and run up a check
You should be fucking your bitch, why you be all on my dick
Shut up and run up a check, shut up and run up a check
You should be fucking your bitch, why you be all on my dick

You know I was raised in it
Concrete I was made in it
Run around with the same niggas
Dressing room, 'bout change nigga
You know I was raised in it
Concrete I was made in it
Run around with the same niggas
Dressing room, 'bout change nigga