Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Check Dis, artist - TLE CincoDate of issue: 16.10.2019
Song language: English
Check Dis |
| Play that, man, let that shit run, man, keep all this shit, too |
| Ayy, I’m up in this ho |
| I’m all in your ho |
| Ayy, I might kick your door |
| Yeah, trap shit |
| Run up on me, I’ma trap shit |
| Fuck nigga know we been this slap shit, ayy |
| Check this (Ayy) |
| I’m checkin' opps off the checklist (Off the checklist) |
| Play me a beat, wreck it (Man, I wreck it, ayy) |
| She in the room waitin' naked, ayy (Waitin' naked) |
| Pull on their block and get hectic, ayy (Uh) |
| I’m callin' shots like a phone if they ain’t get the message, ayy |
| I’m drippin' cranberry sauce like dressin', ayy |
| Fuck and I dip, I ain’t kissin' or doin' no textin' |
| I’m sippin' good straight drink from Texas |
| She on her knee like she tryna catch a blessin' (Let's go) |
| No UFC, choppa kick like Tekken, ayy |
| He get to the racks, yeah, my numbers progressin' |
| Fuck nigga broke, that’s stressful |
| I got a whole lot of racks and I still cannot help him |
| ACS, high-class steppers |
| Fuckin' this ho with the Glock in my hand, fuck the dresser (Let's go) |
| Yeah, ayy, I’m all in this ho |
| For sure, I’m all in your ho |
| Got racks, but I still might kick your door |
| Shoulda signed for two M at Interscope (Ayy, ayy) |
| See-through glass on the K with the inner scope |
| Why you think you hard? |
| You been a ho |
| Bust down left, right wrist, got me chillin', Dro |
| I’ma leave shit stank like some chitlins, oh (Ayy, ayy) |
| Ayy, ayy, watch that curve, though (Ayy) |
| Bitch, I’m paranoid, not nervous (Ayy) |
| These bullets travel like service, chill or we purgin' |
| No nine to five, shooters workin' |
| Shooter gon' shoot with a purpose (On god) |
| A nigga gon' die if I catch him, I’ll burn him |
| I’m gettin' bread and cheese like turkey |
| And you’re dead on the scene, no surgery |
| It get hot, so I’m heatin' shit up |
| She a freak, so I’m beatin' shit up |
| These niggas really too broke to be beefin' with us |
| Truckload maintenance crew, we cleanin' shit up |
| All of the freaks in the club wanna leave it with us |
| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| Thottie wanna fuck us |
| Let’s go (Ayy, ayy) |
| Check this (Ayy) |
| I’m checkin' opps off the checklist (Off the checklist) |
| Play me a beat, wreck it (Man, I wreck it, ayy) |
| She in the room waitin' naked, ayy (Waitin' naked) |
| Pull on their block and get hectic, ayy (Uh) |
| I’m callin' shots like a phone if they ain’t get the message, ayy |
| I’m drippin' cranberry sauce like dressin', ayy |
| Fuck and I dip, I ain’t kissin' or doin' no textin' |
| I’m sippin' good straight drink from Texas |
| She on her knee like she tryna catch a blessin' (Let's go) |
| No UFC, choppa kick like Tekken, ayy |
| He get to the racks, yeah, my numbers progressin' |
| Fuck nigga broke, that’s stressful |
| I got a whole lot of racks and I still cannot help him |
| ACS, high-class steppers |
| Fuckin' this ho with the Glock in my hand, fuck the dresser (Let's go) |
| ACS, high-class steppers |
| Choppa cook shit like Hamburger Helper |
| No you can’t run, bitch |
| Tommy gun tear off your stomach |
| These bullets hot like a sauna |
| Bitch, I’m gunnin', check this |
| Bent' too fast, missed my exit (Skrrt) |
| I can be all way across town in the opp hood |
| I’m still gon' wreck it, blow his shit |
| Truckload shit |
| Hold on, bitch (Gang) |
| Let’s go, man |