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lirik lagu don’t check me – larry june

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[intro]
(dj fresh, dj fresh, dj fresh)
ayy
sh*t, man
oh d*mn
ay*ay*ay, ay*ay*ay, ay*ay*ay, ay*ay*ay
see how i’m comin’, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
i told you, n*gga, don’t check me, mane
n*gga, check that b*tch

[verse 1]
dippin’ through the moe ’bout to slide to the point
in the bay it get real so i’m movin’ with this joint (man)
hunnid pack play ’bout to get it out the mud
then after this, i’m bout to hit the road for a month
tell me, have you ever drove to vegas in a bucket?
the money was cool, i took a chance, n*gga, f*ck it
you flipped out on her, found out the b*tch was f*ckin’
but real talk, bruh, you shoulda focused on that money
a n*gga gon’ be a n*gga, mane, a ho gon’ be a ho
get up out your feelings, man, it’s time to hit the road
chеck it out, you gotta make sure you on toes
nowadays, man, thеse n*ggas be worser than hoes
pickin’ up my b*tch on the way to the o’
droptop lambo’, i’m driving it slow
don’t call me ’bout the punk rock, ho
play by the rules, bruh, you know how it go
[chorus]
(n*gga, don’t check me)
n*gga, don’t check me
n*gga, don’t check me
n*gga, don’t check me
(n*gga, check that b*tch)
n*gga, check that b*tch
n*gga, check that b*tch
n*gga, check that b*tch
(n*gga, don’t check me)
n*gga, don’t check me
n*gga, don’t check me
n*gga, don’t check me
(n*gga, check that b*tch)
n*gga, check that b*tch
n*gga, check that b*tch
n*gga, check that b*tch (ay*ay*ay, ay*ay*ay)

[verse 2]
i told n*ggas years ago, quit beefin’ ’bout the b*tch
buy a house out the way, put a patek on your wrist (numbers)
right now i’m in the booth
after this, i’m goin’ swimmin’
no matter how much money i make, i’m never gon’ trick it
i’m wakin’ up early and i’m takin’ these walks
two hundred for the watch without a diamond at all
baby hit me talkin’ bout bookin’ a flight
you ain’t my b*tch fo real so i ain’t spendin’ a dime
you n*ggas is trippin’, destroyin’ the game
i don’t owe n*ggas sh*t
you n*ggas lightweight lame
you n*ggas lightweight weenie
i’m just keepin’ it real
i’m a frisco n*gga
with a different appeal
white tee, blue jeans, fitted hat to the back
n*ggas know how i’m comin’
i’m everywhere with the bag
i got my money up
now i’m chillin’ in london
fresco n*gga with a whole lot of ducats
[chorus]
(n*gga, don’t check me)
n*gga, don’t check me
n*gga, don’t check me
n*gga, don’t check me
(n*gga, check that b*tch)
n*gga, check that b*tch
n*gga, check that b*tch
n*gga, check that b*tch
(n*gga, don’t check me)
n*gga, don’t check me
n*gga, don’t check me
n*gga, don’t check me
(n*gga, check that b*tch)
n*gga, check that b*tch
n*gga, check that b*tch
n*gga, check that b*tch (ay*ay*ay, ay*ay*ay)

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