Racin' 2 Da Checc

(album: Racin' 2 Da Checc, Vol. 1 - 2018)

KJS

I know some people wanna see me in my grave, bitch
They couldn't take me even if they tried today, bitch
My dawg switched on me, that's a lame bitch
My dawg switched on me, that's a lame bitch

I wanna know if you gon' ride for a real one
I wanna know if you gon' slide for a real one
I wanna know if you gon' ride for a real one
I wanna know if you gon' slide for a real one

Shit changed but the block got me washed up
Fell in love with a hoe, yeah you tossed up
They started hating when they seen a younging boss up
She ain't hit me when my bro got locked up
Everybody wanna talk like they know me
You the type to switch sides on your own team
Everybody wanna talk like they know me
You the type to switch sides on your homies
All I'm tryna do for real is catch a deal, bitch
Tryna bail my brother out but that's a mill, bitch
And they switching up, so it's fuck lames
All I know is I'ma make it out one way

Aye, racing to the check
Driving with my stick
Riding with my stick cause I don't feel safe
I want an all-black Bentley with some all-black tint
I ain't tripping on these bitches cause these bitches ain't shit
I got my foot on all these bitches neck-necks
Watch your bitch cause she gave me that neck-neck
Break In Records on my body, that's a set-set
And I only beat it up if it's wet-wet
I done passed for ten bands on the low (on the low)
I done passed for twenty bands on the low (on the low)
I want an all-black Bentley with some all-black tint
And I ain't tripping on these bitches cause these bitches ain't shit

And it's fuck 'em, I ain't tripping if they upset
I'm tryna run it up so fuck 'em if they upset
On the real, I shoulda known you was gon' switch lanes
I been out here in the jungle tryna maintain
Going crazy out here, yelling "Free the chain gang"
And I ain't stopping 'til they fucking free the chain gang

I'm in love with the money and it love me back
Ever since I was a younging I been chasing bags
Ever since I was a younging I been chasing dough
My big bro told me "Never, ever chase a hoe"
I gotta eat, I refuse to keep my pockets low
I gotta eat, I refuse to keep my pockets low

Aye, racing to the check
Driving with my stick
Riding with my stick cause I don't feel safe
I want an all-black Bentley with some all-black tint
And I ain't tripping on these bitches cause these bitches ain't shit
I got my foot on all these bitches neck-necks
Watch your bitch cause she gave me that neck-neck
Break In Records on my body, that's a set-set
And I only beat it up if it's wet-wet
I done passed for ten bands on the low (on the low)
I done passed for twenty bands on the low (on the low)
I want an all-black Bentley with some all-black tint
And I ain't tripping on these bitches cause these bitches ain't shit, uh