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fuckthtx - knockoff lyrics

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[intro 8x]

i might just run up a check
i might just run up a check
might run up a check

[verse]

b-tch i might just run up a check
i might just run up a check
i might gon’ f-ck on your ex
hope i don’t find where she at
i had heard she was dead
she throwing that -ss till’ the back
hop on my d-ck i might just run up the check
or i might just f-ck on your b-tch
run up the check
i leave these hundreds i spit
i just bought me a new b-tch (ey)

when i pull up in that castelli run it down
run up a check n-gga i sleep on my bank account
n-ggas they wishing that we made the same amount
flicking my wrist cause i love how that paper sound
i go and get it these n-ggas just waiting around
money stack way up these n-ggas just saving now
hate that i was raw n-gga look at your paper count
i’m doing shows and that straight to my paper

stack up or stay down
walk up or lay down
shut up and play now
i love how them hoes sound
i’m shooting them cities
we busting for fun now
like f-ck cops n’ f-ck cops
we don’t give a f-ck now
like f-ck cops n’ f-ck cops
we don’t give a f-ck now
they gon’ come to my function
and last they don’t know you
you gon’ stole with the function
these n-ggas want war

start buckets n’ dead peoples trauma gotten under the rug with me
don’t send me flowers cause’ they didn’t f-ck with me
when i was dealing this sh-t they sell trap with me
get out my feedback this phony that f-ck with me
do wish your ga baby do you want drugs with me

and then f-ck with me
worry about b-tches that n-gga can’t f-ck with me
roley bob marcus you know that it’s all i need
they want a slice but i’m out of my liqour
she’s weak and turn this b-tch into fantos
i like it

[instrumental]

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