DJ Infamous, Ludacris, Yo Gotti, Jeezy - Run The Check Up lyrics
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[DJ Infamous, Ludacris, Yo Gotti, Jeezy - Run The Check Up lyrics]
Smelling like some money
Spent another hour thinking bout some money
These nigga' want the fame
Bitch I want some money
See ain't nothing changed
I just want some money
This for them hatin' niggas and them
Hatin' hoes I can't forget
I been on the Avion all night
You know I'm lit
She say Young your neck sick look
Like it need a check up
I say bitch one thing about I
Try to run the check up
My neck's game killin', wrist game killin'
Hop up out this motherfucker
Smelling like some millions
Right hand cross your heart
Other hand to the ceiling
Say bitch I was born broke just
Know I'm dying with these millions
Wrist game proper, keep that chopper
And take surgery with them
Squares I play doctor
Go to sleep thinking check
Wake up thinking check
Young will not rest till all
My niggas get a check
Bitch you know I'm bout it and
You know I got it like my cars
Like my bitches and my bitches they exotic
No need for a money counter
We'll just thumb through it
We'll count the 10's and the 5's we
Just let them ones do it
I say I want that paper, need that paper
Hustling in my veins, I just bleed that paper
Nothing on my mind but some money: Las Vegas
When you run it up old bitches catch vapors
I just wanna check, I just need a check
See I can't even lie right now
I'm thinkin' 'bout a check
Put somethin' in my safe
Put a lock around my neck
That's why I'm always on my grind
Cause I'm tryna run up checks
Whoever said money was the root of
All evil never had none
And rappers that say record sales
Don't matter never went Platinum
I'm not a gold rapper but
These women call me Magnum
And the baddest bitches live in Atlanta just
In case you never had one
99 problems and money will solve most of 'em
Sisters havin' issues my penis'll
Solve both of 'em haters takin' shots
I pop some bottles and toast to 'em
Got a DUI
Bought a Phantom now someone chauffeurs 'em
Money don't buy happiness but buy
A place to sleep
I'd rather cry up in my mansion than
To cry out on the streets
Used to exercise daily but fuck
It I'm really fed up
Now the only exercise I do
Is run the check up
I say I want that paper, need that paper
Hustling in my veins, I just bleed that paper
Nothing on my mind but some money: Las Vegas
When you run it up old bitches catch vapors
I just wanna check, I just need a check
See I can't even lie right now
I'm thinkin' 'bout a check
Put somethin' in my safe
Put a lock around my neck
That's why I'm always on my grind
Cause I'm tryna run up checks
One thing about it nigga
I'ma run the check up whip game sick
Yeah my shit might need a check up
See first you get the money
Then you get the haters
Don't let that shit distract you gotta
Be focused on your paper
100 for a 16, used to pay 16 for a kilo
Lord bless the trap and
Hallelujah to my 'migos
Tryna get a check know the check right up
All my bitches ghost got one jet lagging
Chopper shoot like a jet fighter
Touch more keys than a typewriter
I was in the kitchen after
School call that shit detention
I'm a star player, I'm on fire
You was on the benches
Yeah coach Gotti, Calipari shit
Feds ridin', that's some scary shit
I got old money but the new money
I don't want nothin' but them Harriet
Tubmans
I say I want that paper, need that paper
Hustling in my veins, I just bleed that paper
Nothing on my mind but some money: Las Vegas
When you run it up old bitches catch vapors
I just wanna check, I just need a check
See I can't even lie right now
I'm thinkin' 'bout a check
Put somethin' in my safe
Put a lock around my neck
That's why I'm always on my grind
Cause I'm tryna run up checks