| Checking on that paper is my only concern
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| Checking on that fetti is my only concern
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| It’s my only concern, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
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| Gold Dana’s on the ice cream truck
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| Pull up in that motherfucker like Big Worm
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| Checking on the scratch is my only concern
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| Checking on this paper is my only concern, yeah
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| Pulled up in my lowrider
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| Hit the switch lay my Chevy down like Big Worm
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| Nigga checking on the scratch is my only concern
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| I said checking on this paper is my only concern
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| It’s my only concern, it’s my only concern
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| Bitch, checking on the scratch is my only concern
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| Nigga checking on this paper is my only concern
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| Hoe checking on a scratch is my only concern
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| Five chains on my BBC tee, look at me
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| I’m stunting effortlessly, peppering season on beef
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| A veteran in the industry known for keeping it G
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| Chevy clean on D’s, yea probably be
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| Spitta hitting switches rolling with a OZ
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| High grade only, smoking under palm trees
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| Plotted on taking the block, purchasing stocks
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| Stacked and still splurged on a watch, fuck it why not
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| You always in your house nigga we out
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| Looking for paper, bitch what’s that bout
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| Nigga smoother than silk, slick as a perm, money to burn
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| Get mine jump back in the line and take your turn, yea
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| Gold Dayton’s on the ice cream truck
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| Pull up in that motherfucker like Big Worm
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| Checking on the scratch is my only concern
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| Checking on this paper is my only concern
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| Pulled up in my lowrider
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| Hit the switch lay my Chevy down like Big Worm
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| Checking on the scratch is my only concern
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| Checking on this paper is my only concern
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| It’s my only concern, it’s my only concern
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| Nigga checking on this money is my only concern
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| Bitch checking on this paper is my only concern
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| Hoe checking on the scratch is my only concern
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| Nah that’s it that’s it
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| Parking lot music
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| This that shit you wish they played in the club but they don’t
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| You gotta play it in the parking lot
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| When the hoes walking out
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| When you doing your stunt laps
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| All in front the club, 2 miles per hour
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| Windows cracked, seeing what you could see
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| Being seen, yea I know, I know, aight |