Check My Steez

Steezy
Buzzin'
Aye
Yeah

Check my steez yo
Check my steez yo
You know my steelo
We them bees hoe
I ain't know what you talkin'
Love is free yo
Fuck the other side
Go on be you

I got that hip hop ganja wrap
Non-stop, whip dropped
Pissed off, coughing raps
Y'all hack tar
I be smokin till my lungs pop
Out here coughing wraps
(Smokin, smokin, smokin)

And it'll Cost a rack
I ain't goin cold turkey
Bitch
Ever see me I never settle
This ain't the first settlement
Push it to another level
Push pedal through carpet to metal uh

Whip low highway to the devil
Shit go, shit yo
I trip, y'all skate into pebble
Loosin' my mind to find I shine no bezel
Every rhyme divine no pedal

Take a quick 7 seconds
Take a vid like I took yo lid down a level
Ben building blowin brains
Take your noggin down
Frame In the fog
Now it's calm and leveled

Check my steez yo
Check my steez yo
You know my steelo
We them bees hoe
I ain't know what you talkin'
Love is free yo
Fuck the other side
Go on be you

Buzz with the bees
City full now
It was the tress
World gun change In Couple of weeks
Rona here and everybody on freak
Everybody on fleek
Somebody gunna leak
For the money the green
The money the cream
(Yeah)

Check my steez yo
Check my steez yo
You know my steelo
We them bees hoe
I ain't know what you talkin'
Love is free yo
Fuck them other guys
Go on be you

Check my steez yo
Check my steez yo
You know my steelo
We them bees hoe
I ain't know what you talkin'
Love is free yo
Fuck the other side
Go on be you

2k21 we leave with clear sight
Hundred on the dash
No crash though I steer right
Fuckin' with the Bee, lit weed, now we feel right
Trippy homie, peace, but a piece I don't feel right



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Hummel
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