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Runnin up a check, that's what I like But I'm blowin up hotter than propane, like uh Runnin up a check, that's what I like.
But I'm blowin up hotter than propane, like uh.
Runnin up a check, that's what I like Yeah, get him on site, call Life Flight. Scared of the dark, better go and get a night light.
Now get out the park, bada-boom, go night-night, uh Yeah, cause it ain't no thang Uh-uh, show him what I got, and I ain't got No shame, you say that you a rapper, I don't know your name.
But I'm blowin up, how'd I do, broke pain like, oh.
Now you know, woman fallin for me like Geronimo.
I know you jealous, just let it go. I'm incredible, hella original.
And I'm just gettin started. I'm so raw and heartless. You a starvin artist.
And I'm eatin good with the bosses Runnin up a check, that's what I like Running up a check, that's what I like But I'm blowing up harder than propane like uh Running up a check, that's what I like.
But I'm blowin up, hotter than propane, like, uh Runnin up a check, that's what I like But I'm blowin up, hotter than propane, like, uh.
Count the money, money counter.
I'm Kyrie in the fourth quarter.
I can't be stopped, it's a world order.
I done flipped bricks and I flipped quarters.
Now take a look, take a look.
Westbrook with the no look Gucci bag for my notebook.
Work hard, no shortcuts
