CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Checks
Ayy, Ramy, light up another blunt, bro
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
It’s a rock and roll, call— call— call me in the [?]
I blow it by the O, I’ll show you how I roll
Hitting licks on the low, it’s a Taliban flow
When I let up [?], bend a file ‘til it close
Finna sit on some more, pour the rest on the floor
Keep a thirty for you hoes, I been playin’ ‘round for sure
Goin’ global with the bros
In a Jeep with no doors
Got the choppa, it’s exposed
I’ma ride for my bros
Yeah the fake ones, yeah they always talkin’
Take some, we gon’ blitz on offense
White on white, with the Miami Dolphins
Play around, and I'ma dig your coffin
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
I’m on my own high, I wanna be you
Who don't wanna see you, can’t even feel you
Running through the real you, hit it in the rear view
I know they want the deal too, young Donny bulletproof
I’m the right one ‘cause I know myself
Sip on the lean ‘cause I know my health
Can’t hit your weed if it ain’t top shelf
I ride through the hood with a Kevlar vest
I'm a Don dada, come from the West
I’m packin’ the 9, [?]
I’m taking your sh*t and I’m giving you less
Don Donny, yeah I lit up finesse sh*t
Wide up for [?] extension
Pu**y n***a, you don’t want me to test you
LA, pull up in the Tesla
FaceTime with the money, I’m telling you
Benz truck and I pull up with extras
with the crust, i’m smelling you
I done run a real bag, i’m telling you
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
[Instrumental]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
It’s a rock and roll, call— call— call me in the [?]
I blow it by the O, I’ll show you how I roll
Hitting licks on the low, it’s a Taliban flow
When I let up [?], bend a file ‘til it close
Finna sit on some more, pour the rest on the floor
Keep a thirty for you hoes, I been playin’ ‘round for sure
Goin’ global with the bros
In a Jeep with no doors
Got the choppa, it’s exposed
I’ma ride for my bros
Yeah the fake ones, yeah they always talkin’
Take some, we gon’ blitz on offense
White on white, with the Miami Dolphins
Play around, and I'ma dig your coffin
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
I’m on my own high, I wanna be you
Who don't wanna see you, can’t even feel you
Running through the real you, hit it in the rear view
I know they want the deal too, young Donny bulletproof
I’m the right one ‘cause I know myself
Sip on the lean ‘cause I know my health
Can’t hit your weed if it ain’t top shelf
I ride through the hood with a Kevlar vest
I'm a Don dada, come from the West
I’m packin’ the 9, [?]
I’m taking your sh*t and I’m giving you less
Don Donny, yeah I lit up finesse sh*t
Wide up for [?] extension
Pu**y n***a, you don’t want me to test you
LA, pull up in the Tesla
FaceTime with the money, I’m telling you
Benz truck and I pull up with extras
with the crust, i’m smelling you
I done run a real bag, i’m telling you
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
Slap her heart of cash on the table
I been going hella hard, now I’m able
F**k— f**k— f**kin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo, uh huh
[Instrumental]
