​checkout lyrics

[Intro: ilysm]
Hey, sor uh
Okay
Waiting on you pussies
Waitin' on y'all to head out
Got everything I need from y'all
It's like a checkout
Keep talking, keep talking, okay, um
And it go out the other ear like, okay, ugh

[Verse 1: ilysm & AOL]
Been waiting on you pussies
Waitin' on y'all to head out
Got everything I need from y'all
It's like a checkout
Keep talking, keep talking, b*tch, I'ma get fed up
And it go out the other ear like, "What you said now?"
Run yo sh*t, run yo sh*t
I'ma hit you with the whip, like
Oh, deer! That's some homemade venison
I don't care! That's insolence
So you can end your sh*t off
Overdosing on sh*tloads of Flintstone vitamins
Ily known for irony, pussies known to desire me
But already with they boyfriends like, "What you f*ckin' want from me?"
Ily got that iron, see? ily got that iron sight
Next person who walk in drop quick like it's nighty-night (Haha)
Body droppin' quick, no Yandhi
b*tch, I get a crowd screaming "Ayy!" like Fonzi
Guess I got an ego 'cause I think I'm so hot, see
But your ass so annoying, b*tch, you seem like a Bonzi (Haha)
And b*tch, I cook this dope like this sh*t Beat Bobby Flay
And so I keep these windows tinted, you can't see where I stay
White mom, white mom, how I keep that Special K, like (Yuh)
You ain't got no bars, b*tch, f*ck out my face! (Yuh, you've got mail)
[Verse 2: AOL]
They be like, "Where's AOL?" I'm posted in the Krypt
I just popped a couple caps, I'm finna take a trip
I feel like Blind in this ho, how I smoke a grip
Choppa lookin' Beyblade, how I let it rip (Real)
Uh, I keep it quiet like Tony Soprano
The nina is on my hip, and it's loaded with ammo
Wisconsin-made, but the bullets' straight from Colorado
I've got my fingers in her box like I'm playin' piano

[Verse 3: zombAe]
Don't text me, b*tch, entertain within
The tetanus will [?]
All ties that [?] will grow within
And I outlived all my f*ckin' riflemen
[?] new [?], that's the new thirty
I got to get the likes, but I don't think that I've earned it
And I'm somehow worried, there are so many f*ckin' people that have changed my life
Best to make something up, [?] they f*cking died
Many live out of spite, off the grid, [?]
And they jump in the side, and it's unworthy of eyes, uh
That I've ever seen, uh, hop-off, leave the scene, uh
Pour that kerosine, agh!

[Outro: ilysm]
Hey, alright