Yung Klan - Got a Check

I just got a check and I might just throw a Fifty
Big racks on me I just might go buy out Lenox
I don't love that thot hoe man that hoe is to philthy
Balling on a budget nigga thats why you not with me
I thought I told that pussy nigga that shit there before
Trapping is a hobby you already know
Backstage kicking shit we wasted like big zoe
Bitch Im in the trenches bitch I trapped on Simpson road
Real trap gudda bitches stay ringing my hot line
Trapping is a hobby baby you should know that bout now
Me and my niggas we stay connected like a pound sign
Fucking with the klan nigga might just catch a 30 round
Nun of my klans a joke facebook nigga get poked
Don't fuck around get your ass yoked count up them rack Im the goat
20 year trapping ass nigga you still ain't afloat you and your trap is a joke
Fuck nigga just let it go double up I only run up my money
Fuck on that thot when that hoe get her money
Trap out the trenches Im serving them onions
Taking these drugs I move like a zombie
Fucking with klan my youngin gone burn you
30 rounds on me Im hot like the summer
If I can't find ya I'll look for your momma
I just got a check and I might just throw a Fifty
Big racks on me I just might go buy out Lenox
I don't love that thot hoe man that hoe is to philthy
Balling on a budget nigga thats why you not with me
I thought I told that pussy nigga that shit there before
Trapping is a hobby you already know
Backstage kicking shit we wasted like big zoe
Bitch Im in the trenches bitch I trapped on Simpson road
Hell na'll nigga we don't serve no sakes
If you wanna shop nigga buy the whole pack
Fucking with my youngin thats gone get your bitch ass wacked
Hot boy klan nigga lay your ass flat
Cooking up this tape that Im dropping in a hour
If I send a bird Im gone make them take a shower
Real groovy shit bitch I feel like Austin Powers
Kicking big shit me and my bitch we watching power
Backwood my cookies but this diesel came in sour
Cocaine cut so I served that hoe some flour
Dope still wet so I'll serve you in a hour
High price drugs man I call it Eddy Bowers
I just got a check and I might just throw a Fifty
Big racks on me I just might go buy out Lenox
I don't love that thot hoe man that hoe is to philthy
Balling on a budget nigga thats why you not with me
I thought I told that pussy nigga that shit there before
Trapping is a hobby you already know
Backstage kicking shit we wasted like big zoe
Bitch Im in the trenches bitch I trapped on Simpson road

Written by:
DeAngelo Ferguson

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