Kid Created Playa - Cut the Check

Oh they running wit the swag
Man whats next
A bunch of youngins
Out chea flexing on the set
Ouuu na na
While they out here worried bout the next
Imma turn while you out chea tyrnna flex
Imma run me up a check
Ohhh na naaaaa
Ohhh na na naaaaa
Tell em gone and cut the check
Ohhh na naaaaa
Ohhh na na naaaaa
Imma run me up a check

Imma run me up a check
Ain't no need to flex
Studio just like a nest
But ain't no need for rest
You got sumn to say
Say it wit ya chest
Cause I'm coming at ya head
You don't need a vest
I make a play in the field
All of my Niggas fr
Ya ya
I want a whip wit new wheels
I wanna play wit them bills
Ya ya
Dont ever get in way
I'mma confirm wit the kill
I gotta run me a mill
I gotta see how that feels
Imma turn up while you playing
Boy this ain't no game
Look how I walked up out that mud
No we ain't the same
Hella shorties looking for me
But I wont complain
Oh now they love me
Cause I'm balling like the nba
It's swoop game
And we no limit like some soldiers
OVR on me and that ain't gonna change
Need them stacks wit me
Oh man I though I told ya
Imma get the check
You better do the same

Oh they running wit the swag
Man whats next
A bunch of youngins
Out chea flexing on the set
Ouuu na na
While they out here worried bout the next
Imma turn while you out chea tyrnna flex
Imma run me up a check
Ohhh na naaaaa
Ohhh na na naaaaa
Tell em gone and cut the check
Ohhh na naaaaa
Ohhh na na naaaaa
Imma run me up a check

Counting up the bag
Ian even ate
Running up a check
Trynna break the bank
You ain't got the answers
Bo you just like sway
Like my bitches yella yella
Just like Ella mai
I got the Hook up
I'm mister Goldstein
I get the bag
I get the cash
Flip it then I feed my whole team
These niggas sad
They Running wit swag
But they cannot clone me
Better muscle up
Y'all need some protein
Had to hop off the porch like a OG
I gotta win I can't be in the nose bleeds
See they don't know about the sip
I promise that's gone change
Shout out Tada
Man that boy he out here cooking flames
Told Lil Pete that we up next
And that's on everything
I been married to the money
What's a wedding ring
Man they know I gotta get it
Ian never tired of winning
Steady adding up the digits
If you ain't wit me
Just sit back and mind yo bitness yaa

Oh they running wit the swag
Man whats next
A bunch of youngins
Out chea flexing on the set
Ouuu na na
While they out here worried bout the next
Imma turn while you out chea tyrnna flex
Imma run me up a check
Ohhh na naaaaa
Ohhh na na naaaaa
Tell em gone and cut the check
Ohhh na naaaaa
Ohhh na na naaaaa
Imma run me up a check

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