This is a song about "Ass checks"

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//

Spend so much mula, checks in the million

Miami nights, ain't another one

Poor white people seen as trailer trash collecting fed checks,

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Im just tryin to get them them checks with at least a couple commas

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

His crazy ass family and crazy ass wife,

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Checks delayed n' lights turned off

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Forgetting numbers on my checks but the bank just lets me