CHECKMATE lyrics

[Chorus: T.R.I.P.]

Woof
Watch me creep around your block
And catch you lacking “Killa"
Watch me do my dance
While I keep my finger on the trigger
Keep on talking sh*t
I’m bout to expose you and rip ya'
Too much barking
Ain’t enough biting, better reconsider
(Woof)
Want you to listen closely
Before I start to shoot
(Woof)
Want you to burn in flames over this dispute
(Woof)
Every b*tch who’s named Tvbuu can get it too
f*ckin' pus*y talkin' crazy
What you going to do?

[Verse 1: T.R.I.P.]

Mothaf*cka, watch what bone you pick
Came to Vegas, you ain’t do sh*t
Let me know when you wanna throw hands
This pus*y really reaching for anything to gain fans
sh*t
That’s just depressing
Guessing that you never understood the message
I meant it whеn I said "I wish the best"
And f*ck you I think I gotta teach a lеsson
(Woof)
Think I’m scared of a skinny b*tch who shops at Hot Topic
You really thought that I would listen
When you said to drop it? (Yeah)
pus*y
I’ll let you think that we ain’t really bout it
Come and find out for yourself, you end up autopsied
Give a f*ck what you meant
Want the smoke?
Here’s some lead
SVVVGHOUSE suck a di*k
UAV run this sh*t
Give a f*ck what you meant
Want the smoke?
Here’s some lead
SVVVGHOUSE suck a di*k
UAV run this sh*t
[Chorus: T.R.I.P.]

Woof
Watch me creep around your block
And catch you lacking “Killa"
Watch me do my dance
While I keep my finger on the trigger
Keep on talking sh*t
I’m bout to expose you and rip ya'
Too much barking
Ain’t enough biting, better reconsider
(Woof)
Want you to listen closely
Before I start to shoot
(Woof)
Want you to burn in flames over this dispute
(Woof)
Every b*tch who’s named Tvbuu can get it too
f*ckin' pus*y talkin' crazy
What you going to do?

[Verse 2: VAGUE]

pus*y ass boy don’t want the fade
Just another motherf*cker that looks afraid
My name's Tvbuu, I need clout from Vague
'Cause you livin' with your mom and can’t get paid
What the f*ck is wrong, dude?
Find somebody else to talk to
Makin' friends with kids, it’s so true
Gotta find therapy just to get through
Your ways
You started sh*t
You’re not a victim
b*tch, drop the act
'Cause you apart of it
Stop actin' like a Stan
Be a man and then own yo' sh*t
'Cause nothin' gonna change
You're just putting all your friends in pain
What a f*ckin' little b*tch will do for fame
That’s facts
It’s funny how this mothaf*cka gon' clout chase
See now that the words out
We gon' be the reason that he finds a place
I'm gonna be using his logic
If you can’t help me, you toxic
You must be livin' in comics
You don’t belong in my topics
No more