Checkers

I get a portion, nigga, all off extorting, nigga
When you important, nigga, that's when they start supporting, nigga
I'm super sporting, nigga, on and off the court lil, nigga
I put a fork in niggas, tryna go to court on niggas

Fuck your rent money, bitch, I'm a mortgage nigga
It ain't muddy, I'ma show you how to pour it, nigga
Hundred bands, every jug, I'm a money fiend
Never telling how much dope been on this triple beam

I get that pack, bust it down, then I let it go
Lot of fiends by the store, I'ma let them know
I serve 'em quick, get and go, I ain't tryna post
I only came for the dough, bags for the low

I'ma benz pusher
Trap house brick cooker
I'm a certified jugger, sell it while the feds lookin
All the lames still lacking
Probably slippin I ain't trippin',
It's the home of the choppers with the hundred round extensions

And all the niggas round me never graduated
My bitch chasing her degree so we separated
Cause I'm still in the streets and I'm dedicated
Overlapping niggas, get to work and laminate it

I done put in so much work, I started hiring bitches
Young niggas out here tryna lurk, fuck how much time it get you
Geechie, Liberace, Dopeboy, and Versace, nigga
Know some niggas selling soft right out the Rockies, nigga

Everything that come around, gotta go around
Anything could go down when you uptown
Rob a nigga for them pounds with this four pound
Tell him lay out on the ground, get the fuck down

Kilo shopper, short stopper, 38 special
Dry snitching and you lucky niggas ain't wet you
I still got it for the low, giving high prices
Keep a bitch who suck dick just how I like it

Ask about me, they gon' tell you straight G shit
Drug dealers only niggas who I eat with
Selling sand, but I'm never on that beach shit
I'm the man, you the nigga who he be with

Fuck a record deal, I just move a set of pills
Bottle poppers, how much sparkles I can set in live
Got the streets on my back like a tattoo
I can cook them by the hole, let her have two

And I'm 22, born 94, nigga
I can't fuck with you, I know that you's a hoe, nigga
On 95, catch me trafficking that dope, nigga
Like 95, no my trap ain't never slow, nigga

Got four spots, I'm trappin' off two phones
I just sold a whole brick in the school zone
Got a bitch poppin' pussy like a loop song
I got uptown jumpin' like Duke scored

And I'm a Soulja Livin' Tru, I'll never lie
My dawg was livin' on the scene, crackers, let them die
All this shit a nigga seen, I ain't traumatized
A n***a try to play with me, then it's homicide



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Writer(s): Daniel Lewis
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