[Intro]
Oh man, this the [?]

[Chorus]
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
Had to put ice on and flex on 'em, and flex on 'em
Poured up a four of that Tek on 'em, that Tek on 'em
Had to put ice direct on 'em, direct on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em

[Verse 1]
Switch lanes on these bitch n***as, always flexin'
See me ride around the city in a black Lexus
I got bitches, different cities, lovin' me in Texas
New crib every city, I just fucked that bitch Alexis
Don’t do it to 'em, they say, “Don’t do it to 'em”
Imagine if you stay on your grind and prove it to 'em
Don’t switch up on 'em
If they cost you up, don't blow, then break it rich on 'em
I never switch on 'em
Ay, I’m with the gang, yo, I'm with the gang
Ay, whole team flexin', we be flexin' diamond rings
Ay, I’m just on my grind, I been winnin' dimes, ay
Thank you for the blessings, I be gettin' all the time
I put in overtime, right back in wintertime
I seen my shit take off and they lovin' every rhyme, yeah, yeah
Ay, I had to run it up one time
I be with my gang so you can get it anytime
[Chorus]
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
Had to put ice on and flex on 'em, and flex on 'em
Poured up a four of that Tek on 'em, that Tek on 'em
Had to put ice direct on 'em, direct on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em

[Verse 2]
I just go a grind for a minute, but I'm back now
Ain't no one inside, I'm askin' n***as where they at now
Got it on my own 'cause nobody spend they max now
You was supposed to come but n***as talked me out my bag now
I'ma cop a new chain on 'em
Yeah, might go hit new stain on 'em
Yeah, might pull up like Gucci Mane on 'em
Yeah, might get bread like they ain't on it
Yeah, swear these n***as won't know what to say
Yeah, only talkin' beef behind they neck
We ain't in the lane, you not no threat
Yeah, bitch you broke, you probably in some debt
Yeah, I need that blue cheese, your bitch she on me
Put that shit in six speed like I’m fuckin' so deep
Bitch you don’t know me, I'm on my own thing
I don’t fuck with you, that's why I'm fuckin' swerving
[Chorus]
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
Had to put ice on and flex on 'em, and flex on 'em
Poured up a four of that Tek on 'em, that Tek on 'em
Had to put ice direct on 'em, direct on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em
I had to run up a check on 'em, a check on 'em