Run me up a check and put the cash in the tuck

Put my arm through the roof when I'm ashing my Dutch

Grab shawty from the ville is we smashing or what

Only put my hand out when I'm grabbing her butt

Aye

Came a long way from the back to the front

That n***a ain't real he just gassing you up

Stuff diesel in the wood I keep gassing em up

Paper tag hot wheels I keep gassing em up

Had a Tail light out but they ain't know I had gas in the trunk

And my brand new strap in the tuck

I Prayed but I would've gave god dap for the luck

Paper tag hot wheels I keep gassing em up
Now I’m married to the money I’m not having the lust

And as far for the rest I'm not having the trust

Now it’s all coming to me I'm not having to rush

Stuff it in a rubber band and keep adding it up

Run mе up a check and put the cash in the tuck

Put my arm through thе roof when I'm ashing my Dutch

Grab shawty from the ville is we smashing or what

Only put my hand out when I'm grabbing her butt

Aye

Came a long way from the back to the front

That n***a ain't real he just gassing you up

Stuff diesel in the wood I keep gassing em up

Paper tag hot wheels I keep gassing em up
Haul assing from the narcs I’m in a track hawk

Ni**a walk up on me let that mac bark

Bussing juggs in the trenches ima trap star

All these hunnits in my pants bitch I’m racked up

We gone get this money we don’t need a deal

Lately I been flipping pounds and cooking Nina still

I roll up a L of that broccoli

None of the hating can stop me

I fuck on your bitch cause I’m popping

I fuck on your bitch cause I’m popping

Run me up a check and put the cash in the tuck

Put my arm through the roof when I'm ashing my Dutch

Grab shawty from the ville is we smashing or what
Only put my hand out when I'm grabbing her butt

Aye

Came a long way from the back to the front

That n***a ain't real he just gassing you up

Stuff diesel in the wood I keep gassing em up

Paper tag hot wheels I keep gassing em up

Never last always first had to get it out the dirt

Body bag and get a hearse now it's a nickel for the verse

And if the numbers ain't right it probably won't work
I'm talking cash money baby and Turk

I'm tryna do the dash in a vert

Pirellis still smoking
The gas is in motion
My drank got the potion
Ok I'm reloaded
Young n***a with some paper
She couldn't help to notice
She saw me with the chasers then bussed it wide open

Run me up a check and put the cash in the tuck

Put my arm through the roof when I'm ashing my Dutch

Grab shawty from the ville is we smashing or what
Only put my hand out when I'm grabbing her butt

Aye

Came a long way from the back to the front

That n***a ain't real he just gassing you up

Stuff diesel in the wood I keep gassing em up

Paper tag hot wheels I keep gassing em up