Racin’ 2 Da Checc

[Intro]
Ayy, KJS, turn the bass up, man
KJS

[Verse 1]
I know some people wanna see me in my grave, bitch
They couldn't take me even if they tried today, bitch
My dawg switched on me, that's a lame bitch
My dawg switched on me, that's a lame bitch
I wanna know if you gon' ride for a real one
I wanna know if you gon' slide for a real one
I wanna know if you gon' ride for a real one
I wanna know if you gon' slide for a real one (KJS)
Shit changed but the block got me washed up
Fell in love with a ho, yeah, you tossed up
They started hatin' when they seen a youngin' boss up
She ain't hit me when my bro got locked up
Everybody wanna talk like they know me
You the type to switch sides on your own team
Everybody wanna talk like they know me (KJS)
You the type to switch sides on your homies
All I'm tryna do for real is catch a deal, bitch
Tryna bail my brother out but that's a mill, bitch
And they switchin' up, so it's fuck lames
All I know is I'ma make it out one way

[Chorus]
Ayy, racin' to the check, drivin' with my stick
Ridin' with my stick 'cause I don't feel safe
I want an all black Bentley with some all black tint
I ain't trippin' on these bitches 'cause these bitches ain't shit (KJS)
I got my foot on all these bitches neck-necks
Watch your bitch 'cause she gave me that neck-neck
Break In Records on my body, that's a set-set
And I only beat it up if it's wet-wet
I done passed for ten bands on the low (On the low)
I done passed for twenty bands on the low (On the low)
I want an all black Bentley with some all black tint
And I ain't trippin' on these bitches 'cause these bitches ain't shit

[Verse 2]
And it's fuck 'em, I ain't trippin' if they upset
I'm tryna run it up so fuck 'em if they upset
On the real, I shoulda known you was gon' switch lanes
I been out here in the jungle tryna maintain
Goin' crazy out here, yellin' "Free the chain gang"
And I ain't stoppin' 'til they fuckin' free the chain gang
I'm in love with the money and it love me back
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' bags (KJS)
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' dough
My big bro told me "Never ever chase a ho"
I gotta eat, I refuse to keep my pockets low
I gotta eat, I refuse to keep my pockets low

[Chorus]
Ayy, racin' to the check, drivin' with my stick
Ridin' with my stick 'cause I don't feel safe
I want an all black Bentley with some all black tint
I ain't trippin' on these bitches 'cause these bitches ain't shit (KJS)
I got my foot on all these bitches neck-necks
Watch your bitch 'cause she gave me that neck-neck
Break In Records on my body, that's a set-set
And I only beat it up if it's wet-wet
I done passed for ten bands on the low (On the low)
I done passed for twenty bands on the low (On the low)
I want an all black Bentley with some all black tint
And I ain't trippin' on these bitches 'cause these bitches ain't shit, uh (KJS)