"TAX CHECKS" lyrics

acsvg & Boldy James Lyrics

"TAX CHECKS"

Status quo, feel like static selek, with an Addison-Wesley (uh-huh)
Niggas flashing' they tax checks, as if that would impress me (not at all)
I still be in the trap jamming', like a dual cassette (boom boxin)
My niggas flagrant with them tecs, quick to shoot at a ref (dew-dew)
227, mafia, what else, we the usual specs (gang land)
My doctor wrote so many scripts, I could movie direct (all credit)
Can sell a tea pot in china (yea), was always more schooled than the rest
Dropped out in the 9th grade, but still got my coolie connects (know that)
Plugged in like I'm Ironman, it feel like a fuse in my chest (aye)
Who put that battery in his back, still got my tool in my vest (streetz)
Still got one foot in the street (aye), with the other shoe on their neck (uh-huh)
It's Bo Jackson, a legend in two sports, I don't do disrespect (nah)
Witch craftin', tryna cast a spell, I could voodoo a hex (it's on)
Used to cop and cook, now a days all I do is collect (aye)
Coach hating, I called the play up 'fore I drew up the sketch
Keep three goes in rotation, in case I ever gotta do a stretch
Block works


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