Three rappers trade verses about money and status. Speaker A brags about a big check, Speaker B keeps it grounded, and Speaker C goes off with explicit wordplay and references to Lego and chopping.
These hoes going to be mad when I first get that check. When I first get that check. Put that check on my neck. Put that check on my—
Oh, you so down on earth. Yeah. Oh, walk in that bit with some racks fresh as the definite facts.
Oh, gelato, I stick it Hey, how you guys doing today? You know what I'm saying? I'm kind of bored, so I had to call up my bro, you know. I want to call in your ear, call a poet in my favor. Try to run up, but I get the cake. Can't with it, but get it. Baby, she grabbing my dick. I tell her let go. I'm a Yago. Baby, she taking my swag. She want to build with me like motherfucking Lego. You know I came with the chop. I leave a hoe with you like motherfucking babies.
