(Red, this ho so fuckin´ bumpin´, bruh)
(Load it up, Motif)

I be wherever the check at, just left the bank, I don´t go ´less the check hit, uh

Scratchin´ shit off of my check list (Huh?), I´m tryna see what to buy next (Uh)
First mill´, buyin´ the projects, next mill´, probably gon´ blow it on Hi-Tech (Huh?)
Why you be clutchin´ your fire stick? Huh?
I feel a fuck nigga tryin´ me (I feel a fuck nigga tryin´ me)

Still posted up with that iron, lil´ bro, with a whole ´lotta shotters behind me (Whole ´lotta shotters behind me)
Still in the hood, can´t go Hollywood, swear to God, it is not that hard to go find me (Yeah, it not that hard)
Know how it feel when you broke to your last, if you don´t go get it, who else gon´ buy it? (Who else gon´ buy it?)

Hard times turned the young nigga too slimy
Lil´ cuh working the stick while he driving (Boom, boom)
I´m the type to go blitz at a boy ´bout a penny (A penny)
Five ten, but ain´t not ho card in me (No ho)
Just walked in Lenox, left out, dropped five (Dropped five), but I got a forty B holdin´ my britches (Britches)
Know it´s forever paper over bitches (Huh?)
No disrespect to my ho out in Memphis (Ho out in Memphis)
I´m with big bro cookin´ up in the kitchen
He teachin´ me how to profit off a pigeon

I be wherever the check at, just left the bank, I don´t go ´less the check hit, uh

Scratchin´ shit off of my check list (Huh?), I´m tryna see what to buy next (Uh)
First mill´, buyin´ the projects, next mill´, probably gon´ blow it on Hi-Tech (Huh?)
Why you be clutchin´ your fire stick? Huh? (Damn)
I feel a fuck nigga tryin´ me (I feel a fuck nigga tryin´ me, damn)

Ayy, ride with that blick, got that Bic like I´m Fizzle
Glock 23, that ho hot, hit that bitch, it´s gon´ sizzle (Too hot)
Lil´ gon´ hop out, shoot that bitch ´fore he dribble
Junkie at the door for it, wake me up, catch me a play in some slippers
Say, Glock hit his face, now his nose like Squidward

Ayy, got a Carti´ and the time still offset
Opps on the list that I still ain´t bought yet
Made a diss, put the Drac´ to his lip like Carmex
Every day, I just wake up and play ball
Casamigos make the lil´ bitch take off
She sippin´ Quavo, my lines a huncho
When we in the strip club, better put on a poncho
Tell my plug, "Need it right now, pronto"
Ayy, I´m high as a blue jay on a flight to Toronto
I´m havin´ this shit
Say, I´m from the hood, in the foreign on E, still ain´t put gas in this bitch
But you know

I be wherever the check at, just left the bank, I don´t go ´less the check hit, uh

Scratchin´ shit off of my check list (Huh?), I´m tryna see what to buy next (Uh)
First mill´, buyin´ the projects, next mill´, probably gon´ blow it on Hi-Tech (Huh?)
Why you be clutchin´ your fire stick? Huh?
I feel a fuck nigga tryin´ me (I feel a fuck nigga tryin´ me)