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retro spectro - run up a check lyrics

[intro]
yea…
it’s retro
leansquad!
it’s like
i don’t understand how people are walking around like they don’t hear this heat i’m putting out
it don’t matter if you don’t understand the sound!
i’m gone make you understand the sound!

[hook x2]
everyday i wake up, thank god, brush my teeth and get set
these chicken nuggets, they been plotting, waiting trying to take my head off my neck
i been patient, way too calibrated, but i’m ready, are you ready yet?
if i catch a flight i got to fly first cl-ss or fly private jet
please do not worry, don’t sweat
bet on me if you gonna bet
running up all of the checks
pop on the scene just to flex
running up all of the checks
running up all of the checks
please do not worry, don’t sweat
bet on me if you gonna bet
[verse 1]
i can pick first cl-ss no ring
keep my boots laced in a knot when it rain
built for the hate, i cannot for the pain
at the mall with my crew and we cop everything
i cannot pick it up if i ain’t drop anything
meech with the hits and my watch with the bling
drop top when i’m not in the rain
[?] in the spring
i can’t be the same amount of clone
pick a chicken nugget on my own
if you talking guala call my phone
twerk it even if it’s silicone
switch it up like day and night
kill the beat or pay the price
i can’t dunk, i do my layup right
how you beef but don’t get paid to fight?
tell em’ turn it up and kill the lights
everybody jumping taking flight
i won’t make it home just save a slice
tie my shoes and[?]
vip all in my crew
i like my women in 2s
black on my shirt on my shoes
tighten my laces like screws
who would’ve knew
when i came out the womb the child be doomed
hop in the whip and i gotta go zoom
hop in the whip and i gotta go vroom i gotta go swrrrr

[verse 2]
[?] kept it real from the jump
promise you don’t gotta pump pill to get slop
know shorty wanna deal i am stunned
she see the gold all on my grill and go numb
im just tryin’ get the neck
she no the young brotha go the check
i ain’t even gotta flex
no boat flex
[?]
big house high ceiling
i ain’t worried bout no feelings
hit the gas them im pilling
all these beats i be killing
hey man i wonder why they paint me as a villain
stack, deerpark to the roof
can’t lie everything i say is true
yung with me in the booth
hanging beats what the news
[?]
big dog, big room, big house, big tech
im up no flex
[?] big breast long neck
i can’t keep going like this
can a ghostwriter in the world write this
[?]
gotta copyright this

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