| Lil' fish, yeah
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| If you can’t swim, you gon' drown, hoe
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| We ain’t gon' save you either
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| Hahahah
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| Bad lil thottie, she got bodies
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| I’m on perkies, she on molly
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| Sippin' on dirty, smokin' on Cali
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| Big Rolls Royce, no Maseratis
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| I’m 'bout to pull out that V12
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| I’ma shit on these niggas like Ezal
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| Let her ride on that dick with no seatbelt
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| With the money, I know she don’t mean well
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| Niggas running their mouth like they females
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| When you winning, they only wan' see you fail
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| When you winning, they only wan' see you lose
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| Niggas is stealing, I can’t let 'em see my moves
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| Wait, ha ha, selling that cocaina (white!)
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| Started off selling that crack rock (crack rock)
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| Now we sell out arenas (lit!)
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| White boys say I’m genius, white girls say I’m gnarly
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| Did 30 bandz in Neimans, now we 20 grand at Barney’s
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| Ever put a pop bitch on the block list, I don’t pop shit
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| Cause I got shit, in the drop six
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| With a thot bitch, whole squad lit
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| Heard your new shit, that is not it
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| Whole gang with me on some mob shit
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| He ain’t talkin' money then its nonsense
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| Bran got the gas, you are not lit, no way
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| We gettin' rich and these niggas sick
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| They need a check up (they need a check up)
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| I’m so lit
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| I fucked that bitch as soon as I met her (soon as I met her)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Young nigga, fuck that check up (young nigga, young nigga)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Light my wrist and my neck up (woah, woah)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Young nigga, fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
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| Ha, yeah
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| Back in this bitch and we litty again
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| I’m 'bout to land in the city again
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| She with the gang, he tripping again
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| He like, «You out with that nigga again?»
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| She gettin' cocky like, «Yeah I’m with him»
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| Five bands, Gucci coat, rock it once
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| I’ll never wear it again, no
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| (Huh, yeah!) Gucci swag so relaxed
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| Louis bag with the hat, Uzi Vert with the mac
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| Damn, thought I wasn’t, fuck you then hit your cousin
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| All hunnits, don’t want no twenty
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| Stop hatin', fuck nigga get money
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| Fuck your bitch, hit it once
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| Ain’t my type, give her back, uh
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| My Rarri, no keys like vroom
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| My car don’t got room
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| Yeah, I put all of them guap in the front
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| Yeah, my engine in the back
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| Little nigga we don’t talk about nothing
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| If that shit not 'bout the racks
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| Don’t call my phone, don’t leave no message
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| But that girl was swerving me, diamonds emergency
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| Better hit 911
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| Up all night, don’t rest much
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| Spent two hunnid put the rest up
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| Young nigga fuck that check up
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| Young nigga fuck that check up
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| We gettin' rich, and these niggas sick
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| They need a check up (they need a check up)
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| I’m so lit
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| I fucked that bitch as soon as I met her (soon as I met her)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Young nigga, fuck that check up (young nigga, young nigga)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Light my wrist and my neck up (woah, woah)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Young nigga, fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
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| Uh, my old bitch, yo' new bitch
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| She wanna vibe like Q-Tip, she get tagged like you it
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| Nigga said he wanna fade me, we ran into him
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| He ain’t wan' do shit
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| I don’t care what he sayin', we ain’t playin'
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| We just came to shoot shit
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| Yeah, run up them racks (run it up, run it up)
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| I’m gettin' back (run it up, run it up)
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| Niggas be tweetin' (niggas be tweetin')
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| They gettin' smacked
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| Bitches be screenshottin', tell 'em to hit me on Snap
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| She hit me back, oh Lord, she gettin' clapped
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| Ever fuck a bad bitch in the bando, air mattress
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| Going HAM-o, poppin' cash shit, Bape camo with the masses
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| Dirty young bull living lavish
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| Gets yo' mans up, go to Paris
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| 20 grand up when the tab hit
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| You can tell we ain’t never had shit, no way
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| We gettin' rich, and these niggas sick
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| They need a check up (they need a check up)
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| I’m so lit
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| I fucked that bitch as soon as I met her (soon as I met her)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Young nigga, fuck that check up (young nigga, young nigga)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Light my wrist and my neck up (woah, woah)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up)
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| Young nigga, fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
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| Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fuck That Check Up , by - Meek Mill. Song from the album Wins & Losses, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп