Check (Let’s Ride) Lil' Flip

[Chorus: Repeat 2x]
I got my converse check, my pistol check
My vest, plus I got VS1's around my neck
The respect come first then the money and the power
We got more cake to make let's ride

[Verse 1]
They thought I'd be another one hit wonder
Until I pulled up to the VMA's in one big Hummer
You know I'm a big stunna just like Baby fool
Brand new Bentley Fanna what color?-baby blue
Uh Deano hit me now I got cheddar to make
You thinking Condo I'm thinking fifty-eight to a state
You got your crib on a hill, I got my crib on a lake
What, what where I'm from we like our music screwed up
Uh, the blades chop we use jewerly and stage props
We hate cops(why)cause everyday we get stopped
For ridin spinners plus they know I got my pistol on me
You try to jack me for my 'Lac they gon'miss you homey

[Chorus]

(talking)
Yo Will-Lean let's roll man(Let's ride)
We gotta go homey(Let's ride)
You know how we do it though(Let's ride)
(tires screech)