Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Check, artist - Eric Bellinger. Album song Eric B for President: Term 1, in the genre Соул
Date of issue: 08.09.2016
Record label: BCMG, YFS (Your Favorite Song)
Song language: English
My Check |
All I really wanted was a chance to play the game |
I knew one shot is all it would ever take |
I’m a 1 of 1 nigga from around the way |
Now I’m pulling up to the house inside the gate |
I’m on a wave |
I wanna shoutout my enemies |
All of them doubted me when they said no |
You don’t know what it did to me |
The way I’ve been putting in work I knew it would happen eventually |
The way that my section is glistening |
They had to acknowledge the victory |
All of these bottles was sent to me |
You won’t ever ever hear me say we ran out |
Even when I’m sitting at my table I stand out |
Got my back against the wall hit me with the rotation |
Ain’t afraid to spend it all yeah if you with the lituation |
I could fit your whole phone number in my check |
I could build another Majic City with my check |
I put on my niggas from the city with my check |
She said is it weed and alcohol and I’m like check |
She must have heard about my check |
Would she really want me if it wasn’t for my check? |
Look like the lotto wrote my check |
I got comma, comma, comma, commas on my check |
Money make me happy |
Bitch I’m always smiling |
All my diamonds water |
I look like a island |
Put a check on my feet, bitch these ain’t no Nikes |
Blood all over my karates Giuseppe Zanottis |
Y’all niggas really be cheap |
I get money in my sleep |
Niggas get me shit for free |
Bitches gotta pay the fee |
Just a one nighter and not a bridal |
She want the title I’m with the title |
I think my Lambo might be depressed |
Cause all of the doors is suicidal |
I think I need an apology |
Look at my stats I’m a prodigy |
I can’t explain what’s inside of me |
You can’t fuck with the boy niggas tired of me |
Shoutout to bitches that’s feeling me |
I know my ex’s is missing me |
All the counters be killing me |
Somebody broke but it isn’t me |
I just really had to add a couple rooms to my house |
I think I been moving way too fucking fast to slow down |
Niggas always in a rush |
All we wanna do is ball |
She just might just call me Usher |
Baby you don’t have to call cause |
I could fit your whole phone number in my check |
I could build another Majic City with my check |
I put on my niggas from the city with my check |
She said is it weed and alcohol and I’m like check |
She must have heard about my check |
Would she really want me if it wasn’t for my check? |
Look like the lotto wrote my check |
I got comma, comma, comma, commas on my check |
On my check, on my check |
I got commas on my check like woah |
Oh my check, I got commas on my check |