Lyrics:
We get a bag we stacking cash that's all that we know
And we ain't opening no door we checking peepholes
We checking peepholes cuz they will do you
Lately
Now they wanna know the same thing daily
Questioning wondering if we’ll make it
Checking up on us like we they Favorite
Who ask baby , Who
Checking in
Bitch, I'm doing great
It ain't no debate
You ain't Town, you need to acclimate
Go ahead and hate
I ain't plugging if you showing late
Im worried bout money she wasting my time
Im watching my wrist I keep checking the time
These bitches all on me they wanna be mine
Theres too many
Some niggas think they better than me well prove it
Ima be the next rising up like who's this
Checking goals off like stupid ass to do list
So sit
I see you're checking my wrist, it's four-forty-five
Stare into your soul,and you already die die
Grounded to the earth and I touch the sky sky
Bringing it back, I got the smoke
Checking the tag, I got the notes
I got the gas, I need keys to the boat
Top of the class, in need of a vote
I got
got to do is move just so I can get it
What the fuck am I waiting for
What I'm waiting on
Feeling like I got it, fix my checking's from my savings
Till
a couple losses but I made some double V's
Now I want VVS's in my necklace
Millions in my checking's
You shooting, I'm shooting cause I'm the one who leave
Aye
Yeah
Aye get me lit
Uh watch how I dip on that bitch
Uh Look how she checking the fit
Uh look how I’m upping the blick
Blick blick blick blick
Wake up in the morning I'm checking ma texts
Who is that calling I'm still in ma bed
I'm over here yawning
No time for stalling
Gotta get up and go
running
To get through the day
I've been checking papers
Making sure that it's okay
All this stress is building up
Nobody to say "enough"
Take a break
quieran
My nigga just say something
Giving a fuck my nigga we checking there ain't one
Fuck you
El coro encendido y sigo rodea de mi day ones
Todito son
bring some bread in
I’m a legend in this shit, I’m John Lennon in this bitch
See the bands from the gram they pretend a little bit
Don’t be checking on my
lately I been in my bag
N***** gone hate
When they down on they a**
I be on point and I'm checking ah bag
She sucking my d***
While I'm doing the dash
Imma
checking in
I'm just checking in
Checking in with you
To make sure they weren't attacking you
Thank god you were far away
She said
Not that I believe it,
I got 99 packages, not checking today
I know all these other, they be riding the wave
I got snakes up in the grass like Craig and Sanjay
Silicone
Shawty be checking it twice
Shawty be keeping it mine
Shawty be checking the spice
Shawty check it from behind
Yah shawty be looking the back for 4
And a little less take
I think I knew just how
To make your heart break
Maybe some day
You can say the same
Well she's checking
Out my K-Swiss
I think this
Yuh
We the PAPERDREAMSQUAW
Easy
We dreaming n' shit, yah
We dreaming
Yea
People call me gloomy and I don't know why
I've been checking, I've been
package
Loving you on highway
Gat me checking my mileage
Gat me speaking another language
Know I gat the magic
Know I gat the fever
You a twenty one savage
Shawty hit my line like
Where you been? where you at?
Who is that? That you texting back
Oh I see girl you in your act
You ain't checking me, you
Looking at my watch is like picasso
Checking out my chain it's like picasso
Dog tags hanging like picasso
Everything I do is like picasso
Looking
Checking reality, waiting on a dream
Oh ohhh, woah! So it goes
Checking reality, waiting on a dream
Drug-store twelve pack
Fighting off a heart attack
Same
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