Checkmate

Come in the club
You know that we dripped out
Baddies everywhere
So you know we bouta run down
Gas on deck
So you know that we high now
I don't like to play
Please don't get smacked around
He got on Gucci he think he fly wow
I got on a belt it cost more
Than your whole smile
Niggas wanna play so
You know I gotta act wild
Tryna be humble but
I would hate to have to fake a smile
Hustle on my own
That mean I'm just working proud
Get it on my own
So I don't have to ask around
He think he up
So he really tryna look down
Faking on me
But he really is the fucking clown
Shitting on niggas
I can give them my hammy downs
I'm to lyrical ill make your ears ouch
Tryna be a rapper
You still on the damn couch
Y'all not on my level

Just stay in the damn house



Credits
Writer(s): Donnie Bradley Jr
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