Run up a check, got ice on my neck
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
When I pull out my choppa you gone hit the deck
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
All my niggas tote forties you bound to get wet
I got clout like Comethazine, bitch I pull up on the scene get hella green
No i'm not off the promethazine, nigga tripping like he off a bean
Tripping niggas they my enemies, if you a faking hoe then you ain't friending me
Bitch i'm balling like i'm f*cking twenty three, and i'm cooking up my secret recipe, ooh
Balling like I am just twenty three, choppa come with a beam, i'm on a killing spree aye
All these fake hoes they be friending me cause I got centipede, that's what they telling me aye
We bout to drop it on Halloween, my money limousine, that shit is guaranteed aye
Second that we pull up to the scene, they bounce like trampoline, they don't want smoke with me aye
Do the dash, then the lane switch
Me and young vp on that gang shit
Yea the road muddy but I can't slip
And i'm still rocking with the same kids
Quickscope how I aim quick
Nadeshot, play for optic
Talk down he get dropped quick
Speed it up, let the NOS rip
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
When I pull out my choppa you gone hit the deck
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
Run up a check, got ice on my neck
All my niggas tote forties you bound to get wet
Aye, yuh
(Run up a check, got ice on my neck)