Check (Remix)

[Intro: Price & Oktane] Yeah, My Turn Check (check) , check (check), check (check) Check (whoa) [3x] Check, check, check, check, check [Verse 1: Price] Un, I used to be a young nigga stressing at the bottom Gang unit lurking hitting fences when I spot em' See em', get em', got em' was how we answered problems Crashing all challengers lets see if you can dodge em' I'm dodging them vultures Trying to put my squad on them posters, them billboards Every fucking blog better post us You the type to expose your life for exposure Bogus, keep all them handshakes don't approach us Just step-step thats your best bet I got niggas on the west, yep That don't make death threats Once they pull up its a set back you'll get left stretched Next step is get that check-check, flip that check-check Little cougar like to sex text, get her wet-wet OG with that deep-throat she got that vet neck Price sounding like the best, yes don't expect less Say my raps is outta here shit I ain't even left yet Got em' nervous like a drunk finna take a breath test Every album dropped already shit I ain't impressed yet They too focused on getting press and being best dressed Me I'm more concerned with all the family having less debt Cause my auntie out her selling her lean My shorty smell like Celine She help me count up that cream we make a hell of a team I done seen killers with like a hundred felonies see They quick to tell that's why I don't let niggas tell me a thing I just be vibing off the melody They say if we don't do life we'll die from the metal then (Now let that shit settle in) And get away cause it's an urgency nigga Tell Bobby and Rowdy don't worry I'm a shmurder these niggas In every kind of way No time to play, say what you gotta say Sonning these rappers its father's day I don't tolerate modern day shit my readbone cook in lingerie If you ain't clocking them dollars then you can't get the time of day, nigga [Verse 2: Oktane] Can not be stopped (can't) Can not be stopped nope Can not be stopped (can't) I cannot be stopped Let me see if this on Mic check, check, check, check, check, man I been running through them checks since a young nigga She here with us you in the text like a dumb nigga (yeah) She walking over to the section for one picture This B.O.W., that's the clique nigga run with us Swear to the man I always had a plan I always had a vision you just lack to understand and If I got some money on me then it's in a rubber band If them bands make her dance throw em' till you can't Listen to what I'm saying Need the really bad women up in my section I.E. ain't a time when I'm not repping I'm in the spot two stepping like I'm high stepping And she be shaking like she knowing that she fine Take your time count the money make it right, I need everything exact Tell the fam I need a grammy, and a couple platinum plaques If it ain't that its a problem, I ain't working hard enough I set my goals, and I been on a roll since I started up If its a check I cash it pronto and put some up in my pocket I save a little in the bank, I feed my safe, and lock it Bullet train coming at you mane you can't stop it Got it really rocking, keep it groovy, catch the beat and drop it Move slow now Now for the check I'm moving quick I gotta go now It's Oktane on your mane call me O now I keep it short blowing o's since he rose now All flame, cut the check, my turn [Outro: Oktane] My turn baby, my turn My turn baby, my turn (yeah-yeah) My turn baby, my turn, its my turn No its my turn