Check It Out Songtext
von Jay Critch
Check It Out Songtext
Uh, she bragging about that pussy, let me test it out (hey)
Baddie tell me that it′s tight I'm tryna stretch it out
Remember my pockets was tight I had to stretch it out (stretch)
I ain′t never seen a check, I had to check it out
Now I tote that money ain't got too much to be stressed about
I give all my brothers every plug play connect the dot
First class no connecting flights
I put two baddies on the drugs they on connecting flights
And my brody ain't selling crack no more but we got rocks on us
Huh, tennis hitting, it′s gon′ pop on 'em
Hood fave in Brooklyn chop house with that choppa on him
She so freaky try to fuck me in my restaurant
Told her I love pussy baby girl but I ain′t that horny
Uhh, better stay ready ain't no damn warning
Hear me like Melo and Omari need the lay hoe
Diamonds on J Cole ′cause they spittin' and they bring the-
And they bring the baddies let me hit it in the damn morning
Me and Justo used to trap until the damn morning
16 I was in Balenciaga I ain′t wear Jordans
Uhh, matches had the masses so I seen foreigns
Fucking all the local hoes ain't never begging for them
She bragging about that pussy, let me test it out (test it out)
Baddie tell me that it's tight I′m tryna stretch it out
Remember my pockets was tight I had to stretch it out (stretch)
I ain′t never seen a check I had to check it out (check it out)
Now I tote that money ain't got too much to be stressed about
I give all my brothers every plug play connect the dot
First class no connecting flights
I put two baddies on the drugs they on connecting flights
And my brody ain′t selling crack no more but we got rocks on us
Look check it out, trenches with my necklace out (check it out)
My shorty bad and got a bag I'm tryna check her out
Tell your mans to check it when he start talking all reckless
That′s how he got on that checklist had them shooters tryna check him out (stupid)
I remember eating checkers now it's five star
Life a game of chess this shit ain′t checkers (shit ain't checkers)
Uhh, back in the day I used to test her
So she want me now, she can't even show me what that neck about (about)
Sorry baby that′s the old me (sorry baby)
Told her she can go fuck the gang hit up brody
Huh, hit some juggs about my doly
Used to dream about buying that chain and a Rollie
She bragging about that pussy, let me test it out (test it out)
Baddie tell me that it′s tight I'm tryna stretch it out (ayy)
Remember my pockets was tight I had to stretch it out (stretch)
I ain′t never seen a check I had to check it out (check it out)
Now I tote that money ain't got too much to be stressed about
I give all my brothers every plug play connect the dot
First class no connecting flights
I put two baddies on the drugs they on connecting flights
And my brody ain′t selling crack no more but we got rocks on us
Baddie tell me that it′s tight I'm tryna stretch it out
Remember my pockets was tight I had to stretch it out (stretch)
I ain′t never seen a check, I had to check it out
Now I tote that money ain't got too much to be stressed about
I give all my brothers every plug play connect the dot
First class no connecting flights
I put two baddies on the drugs they on connecting flights
And my brody ain't selling crack no more but we got rocks on us
Huh, tennis hitting, it′s gon′ pop on 'em
Hood fave in Brooklyn chop house with that choppa on him
She so freaky try to fuck me in my restaurant
Told her I love pussy baby girl but I ain′t that horny
Uhh, better stay ready ain't no damn warning
Hear me like Melo and Omari need the lay hoe
Diamonds on J Cole ′cause they spittin' and they bring the-
And they bring the baddies let me hit it in the damn morning
Me and Justo used to trap until the damn morning
16 I was in Balenciaga I ain′t wear Jordans
Uhh, matches had the masses so I seen foreigns
Fucking all the local hoes ain't never begging for them
She bragging about that pussy, let me test it out (test it out)
Baddie tell me that it's tight I′m tryna stretch it out
Remember my pockets was tight I had to stretch it out (stretch)
I ain′t never seen a check I had to check it out (check it out)
Now I tote that money ain't got too much to be stressed about
I give all my brothers every plug play connect the dot
First class no connecting flights
I put two baddies on the drugs they on connecting flights
And my brody ain′t selling crack no more but we got rocks on us
Look check it out, trenches with my necklace out (check it out)
My shorty bad and got a bag I'm tryna check her out
Tell your mans to check it when he start talking all reckless
That′s how he got on that checklist had them shooters tryna check him out (stupid)
I remember eating checkers now it's five star
Life a game of chess this shit ain′t checkers (shit ain't checkers)
Uhh, back in the day I used to test her
So she want me now, she can't even show me what that neck about (about)
Sorry baby that′s the old me (sorry baby)
Told her she can go fuck the gang hit up brody
Huh, hit some juggs about my doly
Used to dream about buying that chain and a Rollie
She bragging about that pussy, let me test it out (test it out)
Baddie tell me that it′s tight I'm tryna stretch it out (ayy)
Remember my pockets was tight I had to stretch it out (stretch)
I ain′t never seen a check I had to check it out (check it out)
Now I tote that money ain't got too much to be stressed about
I give all my brothers every plug play connect the dot
First class no connecting flights
I put two baddies on the drugs they on connecting flights
And my brody ain′t selling crack no more but we got rocks on us
Writer(s): Jason Cole Critchlow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
