King A1 - Blow A Check Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Imma run through this sh** real quick Isaac turn my sh** up real quick man Yeah, that's straight [Verse 1] I just know that chopper bustin' Sippin' on that Robitussin Damn these n***as front for nothin' Bro this n***as actin' tough and Fussin' n***as always bluffin' And I was just up in the kitchen Cookin' raw, I'm talkin' pitchin' I just know that recipe That n***a that be stressin' fee Gotta keep that white Like a n***a bout to brush his teeth Triple beam I just know I'm tight Like a pair of Thugger jeans Like the flare up in the tree Got me burning down the leaves Watch me smoking on my pogo stick Don't lick the tip, you throw my sh** I'm a trip, no luggage, sh** Talking Mars and Venus I'm the cleanest For the dick she always fiendin' Got her sipping on my semen Think I'm dreaming let me Martin Luther King it (Run through the money, run) My white hoes they listen My black girls like attention So it's time I give 'em like they in a prison On this money making mission never missin' No is sittin' on a debt I be flexin' let me stretch In a trap, like a dyke b**h I'm strapped Guess it's graduation n***as got me bustin' at they caps For this cash flow I go's all out like a bad b**h with her weave out When I'm paper chasing like Steve Stoute Y'all chase hoes I chase checks My pockets safe like latex My whip clean, that's Windex My game tight, that's Spandex Now bounce that a** like bad checks She blow the whistle like she the ref My n***as foul, they give 'em tecs I gorw cheese, that [?] I dog hoes, like I'm a vet That wrist game is frostbite I'm on that a** like tail-lights Them thick hoes can't take dick Them slim hoes like long pipe No help, my stroke game on A1, like bad health I'm too high, Orion Belt Haha (Run through the money, run) I'm off the top, decapitated Got my b**hes segregated Purple got me feeling like I'm Urkel Got me elevated I just know the devil hating like I'm painting perfect scriptures Let the fallen angels get ya Let the fallen hammer bang ya Playing for the Bangles man These b**hes they be acting single When they really taken I be takin' n***as b**hes Call me Undertaker fam I'm the man, I'm the man b**h my kicks stay fly like Peter Pan I pull up in the money van She blow me hard like she a fan I'm coming fat like cheater man He stalkin' me like he the stan I pull up in the trap Tell my b**hes go to work Like they tryin' get a check Bet them dollars make it wet If you dissin' any Haitian then you know you dissin' me Cause us Haitian's stick together Bread and bu*ter call me lover, lover Talkin' money never stutter Talkin' sh**, n***as coming out Like they undercover Diamonds dancing on my neck Michael Jackson on my wrist Tito Jackson on my feet My b**hes look like Janet Jackson n***as say I'm snapping like a n***a taking pictures I just started from the top, like a n***a digging ditches man And I swear I got a mistletoe, my dick be getting kisses When I pull up in your town, your b**h is always missing Superhead and n***as call it sonic Run through the money, run Run through the money, run Run through the money, run Yeah, A1 just having fun [Outro] See how this sh** sound man Sound like, you know, Dade County in this sh** Little Haiti Same sh**