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Lyrify.me

Check by Ro Kapone Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2017

[INTRO]
Aye!
I done got that check (bitch ass nigga)
Up!
I done ran that
I done ran that check up on these bitch ass niggas
I done ran that check up on these bitch...

[Chorus]
I just ran up a check on these bitch ass niggas
Keep flexing with a check you can get jacked nigga
She said who you think you is? Hold up bitch I'm that nigga
And my swag killing shit bitch I think I'm Jack the Ripper
You came home early from the Feds I know you told
What the fuck I look like selling you some dope?
In love with the money can't nothing come in between
I'm fly I might take you under my wing

[Verse 1]
I'm so mother fucking fly
I just might fly away
Where were you at when I ain't have a dime?
You ain't got nothing to say
I'm a flex on these bitch ass niggas every time I get the chance like wait till I cop me a Wraith
I really just counted ten bands picked fifties then counted it again 'fore I put it in the safe
That was entirely too much information
In the trap got it going crazy like a mental patient
These niggas telling got to watch who you serve
Toucan Sam nigga playing with them birds
I put my wrist in the bowl then stir
She wanna ride the dick I told her don't swerve
Swag killing shit I might catch a body
F and B I just made a deposit
Two thick bitches had to weigh out my options
Flavor like Baskin Robin's
[Chorus]
I just ran up a check on these bitch ass niggas
Keep flexing with a check you can get jacked nigga
She said who you think you is? Hold up bitch I'm that nigga
And my swag killing shit bitch I think I'm Jack the Ripper
You came home early from the Feds I know you told
What the fuck I look like selling you some dope
In love with the money can't nothing come in between
I'm fly I might take you under my wing

[Verse 2]
Built it ground up I had to blueprint it
Now I'm commander in chief and you just lieutenant
I got P's I ain't broke down yet cocaine ain't stirred up
She wanna fuck I had to hurry up
I got to get back to the money can't be laying around curled up
I got money I ain't count yet I got hoes I ain't fucked yet
Probably why you upset
I got a 40 I ain't bust yet
She said I love you I just nodded my head
It was more than enough said
I got stripes like a tiger
In the jungle it's all about survival
Monkey nuts on arrival
I can make the chickens fly I just gotta guide em
Scrape every gram out the pot
Switch up locations the spot getting hot
I married the money just tied the knot
Take the dope out the water let it dry
What the fuck I look like selling you some dope you told on yo niggas
An I ain't serving nan' one of them fuck niggas that's with you
I can't afford it I can't get jammed up
Twelve done came through here twice I put every gram up
I did it again I fucked up every pot in the kitchen
Beat the doors off the trap until them crackers kick it
[Chorus]
I just ran up a check on these bitch ass niggas
Keep flexing with a check you can get jacked nigga
She said who you think you is? Hold up bitch I'm that nigga
And my swag killing shit bitch I think I'm Jack the Ripper
You came home early from the Feds I know you told (told it all)
Ooh!