[Hook: Lukey]
Me need some gold on my cuelo
Me need some gold on my wrist
Me need some grub for my fellas
Me need some O’s on the check
Me need some gold on my cuelo
Me need some gold on my wrist
Me need some grub for my fellas
Me need some O’s on the check
[Post-Hook: Lukey]
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check (Me need some O’s on the check)
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
[Verse 1: raphael.]
X marks the spot I got O’s on a check
The way I hit that (Uh) man I should’ve gotten a tech
Sipping up Moët she said I’m making her more wet
Young legends in the making man, I swear that we up next
X marks the spot I got O’s on a check
The way I hit that (Uh) man I should’ve gotten a tech
Sipping up Moët she said I’m making her more wet
Young legends in the making man, I swear that we up next
[Verse 2: Lukey]
Gotta white girl so curious, but she flake more than a biscuit
Or a Triscuit, or a fish stick, I know I'm being narcissistic
Don’t twist it, I’m ‘bout my business
Systems with a little bit of pixels
Back then I never got attention
But now all they wanna do is mention
How much that I’m a legend
How much that I’m a blessing
Icons gotta gets it
Might drawl on your Mrs
Ego blown out like a handgun
Past lovers making me anxious
Need to phase out like a phantom
Grown the hell up since had Samsung
I pull up all flex at a function
Like where is y’all at with my money
Kids back then never invite me
Now I’m the life of the party
And there ain’t no stopping, not yet
I got so much on my chest
I got so much to address
But, need someone to keep me in check
[Hook: Lukey & raphael.]
Me need some gold on my cuelo
Me need some gold on my wrist
Me need some grub for my fellas
Me need some O’s on the check
Me need some gold on my cuelo
Me need some gold on my wrist
Me need some grub for my fellas
Me need some O’s on the check
[Verse 3: Chuck Acid]
I need (what) mine
365 I grind that’s not contest
Never get peace, still Ron Artest
Who strong arm best when it comes to the (Check)
Niggas get three strikes for the hype of the (Check)
No my niggas not nice, on site for the (Check)
Couple dimes that’s fine taking pipe for the (Check)
Any time it be mine they decline to invest so
Every line be gas, export like petro
Risk low, get no gains (Ayy)
Money slow like metro, still flex tho
I’m bomb, Saddam Hussein
Richer than Cheney and them
Purchases paid with a pen, stay in my lane
I’m just saying, it’s paying the rent
My grave should display what I spent
Time is money, I don’t fuck with inflation
It fuck with my patience, it fuck with my mind
I’m behind and they still want the payment
My credit forget it, I don’t need to check it
It give me a headache
The Tylenol is too expensive to get it
Like Nike, I ID the check and I get it
That mean I do this shit to death with no questions
[Hook: Lukey & raphael.]
Me need some gold on my cuelo
Me need some gold on my wrist
Me need some grub for my fellas
Me need some O’s on the check
Me need some gold on my cuelo
Me need some gold on my wrist
Me need some grub for my fellas
Me need some, me need some, me need some
[Post-Hook: Lukey, Chuck Acid & raphael.]
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check (Me need some O’s on the check)
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
[Outro: Joan Cadete]
“Uh, you need to calm that down. You always talking about money, but where are your checks? Where is it? You have like one dollar in your wallet. You talk about checks all the time, you don’t have checks, you don’t even get checks! Get a job! Broke bi-…”
