Check (feat. Beezybm23)

All bout my check
Keep my hoes in check
I'm so on my feet I do it like I'm Steph
Bitch I ball so hard buying out that bar
Might leave wit yo broad I just hopped in the car
She gon fuck up that check, check
Give up that neck
Her mouth worth a check
Breaking down her back
Look I'm all bout my check
All bout my check
All bout I'm all bout I'm all bout my check check check

Yo im all bout that check
Got my mind on benjis
All my niggaz cause reck love to pop them semis
Yo I'm from a block that stay hot
They sell weed they sell rock
My glock black like Chris Rock
I kill shit like Didock
Fastlane you pitstop
You Pauley I'm Henrock
Time money bitch tik tok
White stones in my wristwatch
I feel good I feel great
I'm on the grind they all hate
I do me they try to
You got a gun I got two
Hit the bros if I got to
Creep of then spot you
Mayweather I drop you
Flame on like Goku
You want me come get it
Don't Fuck with my digits
Ya girl bad I get it
Domestic I hit it
Chase that bag get a rack and let it stack
And if you need that work get that work and bring it back
Don't do so sucka shit
And try to run away
Man niggaz like that die every day
AYE

All bout my check
Keep my hoes in check
I'm so on my feet I do it like I'm Steph
Bitch I ball so hard buying out that bar
Might leave wit yo broad I just hopped in the car
She gon fuck up that check, check
Give up that neck
Her mouth worth a check
Breaking down her back
Look I'm all bout my check
All bout my check
All bout I'm all bout I'm all bout my check check check

Boss
Hit a lick pay the cost
Leave a nigga to his draws
Kno tha game play it hard
All of my niggaz gon get a bag
Do it good do it bad
I don't kare once it's had
Save a life let it blast
Boy you trash on the block
I jus bagged shorty wap
Girl thick ass like a brick
Pop that thang let it drop
Dusse without rock only plain Jane on tha watch
Yea My campaign FINNA pop
SKRR SKRR lanes in tha drop
1st ima get me a mansion franchise the team for expansion
Buss down a bitch while she dancin
1st she was glancing
I wasn't bein romantic
Stay gettin burnt like I tan
Givin niggaz a chance wasn't part of the plan you ain't part of the clan
We gon let it fly
There is no difference from you and I
It's jus you play for the other side
Bron James in the lane huh
Bitch get out my way huh
We Kan make u a stain bruh
But it's peace on my brain bruh
Make yo bitch give me brain huh
Stack up more of this paper
Came up on the east side now I'm bout to ball like a laker (swish)

All bout my check
Keep my hoes in check
I'm so on my feet I do it like I'm Steph
Bitch I ball so hard buying out that bar
Might leave wit yo broad I just hopped in the car
She gon fuck up that check, check
Give up that neck
Her mouth worth a check
Breaking down her back
Look I'm all bout my check
All bout my check
All bout I'm all bout I'm all bout my check check check



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Writer(s): William Frieson
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