Check it Out
Ay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh huh
Little bitch
Aye you're a little bitch
Yeah, huh
Told that lil' bitch check it out
If I put it in a little bit I stretch it out
This time last year stressing out
But I came back strong
I won't ever let me down
I got shit to do
And that don't have shit to do with you
Bitch you could mind your fucking business
If you could do that that'd be cool
Really means a lot I'd appreciate it
Know you like to watch
Even though you hate it
Even though you're basic
Even though you wack as fuck boi
Your mama ain't love you enough boi
Every time you at the club
Man it's just boys
Yeah those aren't the vibes
I'd rather die
Said you know I got hoes baby
And I don't have to lie
Feel like I'm back in the trap
With a strap on my lap
If it's seeds in the pack
I'm not happy with that
Straight the fuck up
You could have that shit back
Smokin' the choke
Like an asthma attack
Broke as a joke
I'm not laughing at that
No hope for these hoes
I'm just tappin' that ass
Yeah, hello
No I'm busy right now I'm doing this song for this guy White Chocolate
Yeah, he's really cool
No, I think he's black actually
I, I don't know
Ay
Ay lil bitch check it out
If you give me top
Prolly make your mom proud
This year I'm really tryna double down
So I could add another four stories to the house
I got shit to do
And all of that shit is making front page news
You walk into the party everybody's like who?
I walk into the party everybody's like woo!
Time to get it crackin'
I'm attractive
I got people askin'
Kyle how you doin?
Fuckin' awesome nigga
Thanks for askin'
I'd really love to but I got a man
That never happens
Never nope
How you feel bout niggas hatin?
Broke
Or people who say you the greatest
Woah
Or people who say you won't make it
Jokes
Tell em see me when I'm famous
Quote
Back in the hizzy
If she look too bad to be here she with me
Drink til I'm dizzy
Shows in Japan in like four different cities
All on your gram you look super not busy
Back in the V with my niggs White Choc
Who brought the cigs
Tell that bitch kick rocks
Brand newie Louis Vuitton that I just copped
And you know this shit rare
Like one of them good cops
Fuck opps!
Nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh huh
Little bitch
Aye you're a little bitch
Yeah, huh
Told that lil' bitch check it out
If I put it in a little bit I stretch it out
This time last year stressing out
But I came back strong
I won't ever let me down
I got shit to do
And that don't have shit to do with you
Bitch you could mind your fucking business
If you could do that that'd be cool
Really means a lot I'd appreciate it
Know you like to watch
Even though you hate it
Even though you're basic
Even though you wack as fuck boi
Your mama ain't love you enough boi
Every time you at the club
Man it's just boys
Yeah those aren't the vibes
I'd rather die
Said you know I got hoes baby
And I don't have to lie
Feel like I'm back in the trap
With a strap on my lap
If it's seeds in the pack
I'm not happy with that
Straight the fuck up
You could have that shit back
Smokin' the choke
Like an asthma attack
Broke as a joke
I'm not laughing at that
No hope for these hoes
I'm just tappin' that ass
Yeah, hello
No I'm busy right now I'm doing this song for this guy White Chocolate
Yeah, he's really cool
No, I think he's black actually
I, I don't know
Ay
Ay lil bitch check it out
If you give me top
Prolly make your mom proud
This year I'm really tryna double down
So I could add another four stories to the house
I got shit to do
And all of that shit is making front page news
You walk into the party everybody's like who?
I walk into the party everybody's like woo!
Time to get it crackin'
I'm attractive
I got people askin'
Kyle how you doin?
Fuckin' awesome nigga
Thanks for askin'
I'd really love to but I got a man
That never happens
Never nope
How you feel bout niggas hatin?
Broke
Or people who say you the greatest
Woah
Or people who say you won't make it
Jokes
Tell em see me when I'm famous
Quote
Back in the hizzy
If she look too bad to be here she with me
Drink til I'm dizzy
Shows in Japan in like four different cities
All on your gram you look super not busy
Back in the V with my niggs White Choc
Who brought the cigs
Tell that bitch kick rocks
Brand newie Louis Vuitton that I just copped
And you know this shit rare
Like one of them good cops
Fuck opps!
Nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Zack Tolbert
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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