Runnin' Threw A Check

(álbum: Look At Me - 2013)

[Duke Da Beast:]
Fo
We smoking dope
It's dope!
Ha?

[Duke Da Beast & FBG Duck:]
Bitch, I'm running through a check
Boy, I'm running through a check
Got the haters upset
'Cause they know I'm up next
Can't love no thot 'cause I know she gon' stretch
And I'm stacking my guap, so you know I'm gon' flex
Bitch, I'm running through a check
Boy, I'm running through a check
Got the haters upset
'Cause they know I'm up next (FBG shit)
Can't love no bop 'cause I know she gon' stretch (Turn up)
And I'm stacking my guap, so you know I'm gon' flex

[FBG Duck:]
I already got money, but I need extra cash
I should shop at a gym with my flexing ass
My hitters on dummy with they reckless ass
I'm in that foreign, going extra fast
My swag on point
Is that why they mad?
I fucked yo bitch
Oops, my bad
My niggas don't play
They hotheads
I know they with it
They shoot opps dead
I can't wife no thot 'cause I know these hoes be going
But you ain't gotta tell me 'cause I'm already knowing
The way that they jump dick to dick, you would think they touring
My name ring bells
Bitch, I got mo' juice than orange

[Duke Da Beast:]
Bitch, I'm running through a check
Boy, I'm running through a check
Got the haters upset
'Cause they know I'm up next
Can't love no thot 'cause I know she gon' stretch
And I'm stacking my guap, so you know I'm gon' flex
Bitch, I'm running through a check
Boy, I'm running through a check
Got the haters upset
'Cause they know I'm up next
Can't love no bop 'cause I know she gon' stretch
And I'm stacking my guap, so you know I'm gon' flex

Bitch, I'm running through them bands
Smoking dope by the gram
TC my fam, know he blowing like a fan
If I catch a opp, he get fanned
Up the pole and he ran
Every day, a body drop, guess this shit'll never end
I got hitters on deck and my shorties on S
My clique tote TEC's, so bitch nigga, don't test
From a thot I want a neck, I ain't tryna have sex
Pull up in that 'Vet, than pull off in that 'Lex
Ayy, bitch I'm flexing, I'm flexing
I ball out, finessing (Turn up!)
My weapon's a FN
I shoot shots through vests
Ayy, bitch I'm flexing, I'm flexing
I ball out, finessing
My weapon's a FN
I shoot shots through vests

Bitch, I'm running through a check
Boy, I'm running through a check
Got the haters upset
'Cause they know I'm up next
Can't love no thot 'cause I know she gon' stretch
And I'm stacking my guap, so you know I'm gon' flex
Bitch, I'm running through a check
Boy, I'm running through a check
Got the haters upset
'Cause they know I'm up next
Can't love no bop 'cause I know she gon' stretch
And I'm stacking my guap, so you know I'm gon' flex