Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Checklist, artist - Prznt.
Date of issue: 05.07.2020
Song language: English
Checklist |
Keep the talking, I don’t rest bitch |
I’ma mark it on my checklist |
I’ma roll off in a Benz |
Bitch try not catch |
As I be the man and you helpless, ayy |
Yeah, she fucking with me 'cause she can |
I want them hundreds in grams |
Fuck up the scam |
Leave me the digits, I ran, yeah |
Oh-oh-ooh |
Yeah (Ooh) |
Oh I’ma get it |
Oh-oh |
47 Shots (Ayy) |
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
Keep the talking, I don’t rest bitch |
I’ma mark it on my checklist |
I’ma roll off in a Benz |
Bitch try not catch |
As I be the man and you helpless, ayy |
Yeah, she fucking with me 'cause she can |
I want them hundreds in grams |
Fuck up the scam |
Leave me the digits, I ran, yeah, ayy |
Keep the talking, I don’t rest bitch |
I’ma mark it on my checklist |
I’ma roll off in a Benz |
Bitch try not catch |
As I be the man and you helpless, ayy |
Yeah, she fucking with me 'cause she can |
I want them hundreds in grams |
Fuck up the scam |
Leave me the digits, I ran, yeah, ayy |
I just need a lighter |
I’ma roll that fye up |
She said she ain’t riding if we sliding out that fire truck |
I’ma stay away from her |
Young niggas ain’t good with birds |
That sack moved get out my turn |
I’ma fuck her sister first |
She said I done denied |
I said oh why? |
She said she don’t fly with guys no ride or die |
But she get piped and leave the sight like damn (Damn) |
No motion this my plan (Plan) |
I ran the check now who up next wait oh shit this my land yeah ayy |
Keep the talking, I don’t rest bitch |
I’ma mark it on my checklist |
I’ma roll off in a Benz |
Bitch try not catch |
As I be the man and you helpless, ayy |
Yeah, she fucking with me 'cause she can |
I want them hundreds in grams |
Fuck up the scam |
Leave me the digits, I ran, yeah, ayy |
Keep the talking, I don’t rest bitch |
I’ma mark it on my checklist |
I’ma roll off in a Benz |
Bitch try not catch |
As I be the man and you helpless, ayy |
Yeah, she fucking with me 'cause she can |
I want them hundreds in grams |
Fuck up the scam |
Leave me the digits, I ran, yeah, ayy |
I’m so high but I feel so low |
I be fucking bitches they be thinking they’ll blow |
I don’t really wanna count the digits no more |
They be talkin' bout my niggas like my niggas don’t go |
I got 'em I got 'em I let 'em go down |
Fuck what you thought I’m the greatest around |
Drop that bitch off in her wedding ring, gown |
I told you I’ll fuck you and leave you right now |
Yeah, ain’t my fault tho |
That I just ball whoa |
I hit it off the wall tho, ain’t shopping at the mall no |
I just wanna hit it from the back one time |
Swear to god you better never call my line |
I got all my bitches in a check like sign |
And I’m tryna make a mill' off every rap or rhyme |
Keep the talking, I don’t rest bitch |
I’ma mark it on my checklist |
I’ma roll off in a Benz |
Bitch try not catch |
As I be the man and you helpless, ayy |
Yeah, she fucking with me 'cause she can |
I want them hundreds in grams |
Fuck up the scam |
Leave me the digits, I ran, yeah, ayy |
Keep the talking, I don’t rest bitch |
I’ma mark it on my checklist |
I’ma roll off in a Benz |
Bitch try not catch |
As I be the man and you helpless, ayy |
Yeah, she fucking with me 'cause she can |
I want them hundreds in grams |
Fuck up the scam |
Leave me the digits, I ran, yeah, ayy |