Brain Check lyrics

[INTRO]
*phone rings*
Young Chode: Hello?
D ON DRE: Hey man it's D ON DRE. You've been out of the game too long. It's time for a comeback
Young Chode: A comeback? That can be arranged

[Chorus]
She say I'm too c*cky
Iced out like it's hockey
With the way I serve it
You think I cook hibachi
Her man kept it sloppy
I'm hot like some coffee
Go ham on that pus*y till it's gushy and it's soggy

I might bring a latex
I don't do no rain check
If she say that head good
I might need a brain check
Girl I get that paycheck
Catch your man at payless
I just met your b*tch and made a move as if I play chess

[VERSE 1]
I still kick it solo
Don't f*ck with these broke hoes
That girl is a dime piece
But she f*cking loco
These boys want a promo
That's a f*cking no go
Invite me over late at night
And her man was a no show

Do it on my own time
Label on my phone line
She been over every night I think I need alone time
Make that bag in no time
Cause you know it's showtime
Something out of nothing, I be swimming in that low tide

This dude used to diss me
Now I bet he miss me
And if he try and talk that sh*t then it's gon' get lil risky

[Chorus]
She say I'm too c*cky
Iced out like it's hockey
With the way I serve it
You think I cook hibachi
Her man kept it sloppy
I'm hot like some coffee
Go ham on that pus*y till it's gushy and it's soggy

I might bring a latex
I don't do no rain check
If she say that head good
I might need a brain check
Girl I get that paycheck
Catch your man at payless
I just met your b*tch and made a move as if I play chess

[VERSE 2]
I don't trust these b*tches cause I know they always
(up to something)
First check in my inbox and I told them they should
(keep it coming)
She said she can't take it when I'm deep inside that
*female moan*
She said she'd be fine without me, baby girl I
(know you're bluffing)

Your man is a headcase
But him in a neck brace
Always been my go to
But she just a headache
My girl got the best taste
She could go for decades
She been in and out my crib I think I made some headway

Got your girl on snapchat
And she always snap back
And if you try and cross me, I might have to tap that

[Chorus]
She say I'm too c*cky
Iced out like it's hockey
With the way I serve it
You think I cook hibachi
Her man kept it sloppy
I'm hot like some coffee
Go ham on that pus*y till it's gushy and it's soggy

I might bring a latex
I don't do no rain check
If she say that head good
I might need a brain check
Girl I get that paycheck
Catch your man at payless
I just met your b*tch and made a move as if I play chess

[OUTRO]
Young Chode: Alright, how was that?
D ON DRE: Not too shabby. Not too shabby at all