Check It Out lyrics

by

Xavier Wulf


[Intro]
Squat made the beat
Go Grizz
Who?
W-W-W-Winner's Circle

[Verse]
We was coolin', smokin', mindin' our own business
Why he hatin'? Why he mad? Why you lyin', b*tch?
I don't care about nobody but my own clique
And if you test, we gon' show him how to throw a fit
f*ck a b*tch, boy, and f*ck a n*gga too, sh*t
I give no f*ck about who the f*ck you coolin' with
You gon' all fall, lil n*gga, let's get started with it
I ain't a friend, I'm the end, n*gga, deal with it
I'm in tip top shape, I wouldn't play with it
I smoke a hundred new blunts when the day begin
What we eatin' today? My n*gga I feel Italian
What's your name again, baby? I wasn't listenin'
f*ck a b*tch, boy, and f*ck a n*gga too, sh*t
I give no f*ck about who the f*ck she came with
They all schemin' for a reason to be seen here
I told her, "b*tch, uh, no thank you, I don't need you, dear"
You see me ridin' solo but I don't need sh*t
I light a blunt, then forget about a hatin' b*tch
Why you mad, boy? You could've been on the same ship
But you a lame with no lane to your name, b*tch
I'm a East Memphis n*gga, we ain't gon' chill with ya
We don't spare 'em, we ain't gon' cut no damn deals with ya
f*ck fame, n*gga, I'ma keep it real with ya
I made your main b*tch turn the other cheek to ya
f*ck a b*tch, boy, and f*ck a n*gga too, sh*t
Trunk bangin', b*tch thought I threw a zoo in it
I pull up and act a ass, I bought a mule with it
I've been a fool since the first day of school with it
Uh uh, nuh uh, she went too easy, I'ma let you hit it
I pull up with a b*tch that you can never say you hit
I'm a mack, not a player, I can teach her sh*t
Only if she got a brain will I deal with it
f*ck a b*tch, boy, and f*ck a n*gga too, sh*t
How you lose all of the love for your home clique?
Three faced f*ck n*ggas always switchin' sh*t
I'ma switch a new face and end the day, b*tch
[Outro]
Who? Who, n*gga
Who? Who?
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