Check Please (Version 1) lyrics

by

Playboi Carti


[Intro]
Uh (Check it out)
What?

[Chorus]
Shawty gon' nut on the team (Team, what?)
3500 for these (3500 for these, what? What?)
Check, please (Ooh, what?)
I got your hoe on a leash (Yeah), all on her knees (Yeah)
Ready to preach (Preach)
Suck on my di*k like a leech (Leech), yah, yah, what? Yah
All of these b*tches, they want to f*ck Carti 'cause Carti, he got a lil' guap
Whippin' that b*tch in the dark (Yeah)
Hop in that Lamb' and I park (Du-du, what?)
Ayy, hop in that Lamb' and I spark (Phew)
All of these hitters go ball (What?)

[Post-Chorus]
All of my hitters go hard (What?)
All of my n*ggas go hard (What?)
All of my hitters go hard (What?)
All of my n*ggas go hard (What? Phew)
All of my hitters go hard (Phew)
All of my n*ggas go off (Pew-pew)
All of my hitters go off (Pew-pew)
All of my n*ggas go off (Pew-pew)
All of my hitters go off (Pew-pew)
All of my n*ggas go off (Yeah)
All of my hitters go off (Yeah)
All of my n*ggas go off
All of my n*ggas are off, what? What? What?
Ooh
[Verse]
Shawty get lit like a b*tch
I put my soul in the mist
You took a shot and you missed
Shawty be clean like a dish (What? Yeah, slatt)
f*ckin' your b*tch then I ditch
Smashin' your b*tch, that lil' b*tch need dish
Lil'-ass hoe, lil'-ass hoe can't keep the kid
Big bankroll, big bankroll in this b*tch (What? What? Big bankroll)
Big bankroll, big bankroll, shawty, roll
That's your hoe, better get your hoe
Let her go, she ain't tryna go
Let her know
Let her know, let her know, let her go
Let her know, she struggling, she nervous
I think she nervous, she nervous, she nervous
I think she nervous, she nervous, she nervous

[Chorus]
Shawty gon' nut on the team (Team, what?)
3500 for these (3500 for these, what? What?)
Check, please (Ooh, what?)
I got your hoe on a leash (Yeah), all on her knees (Yeah)
Ready to preach (Preach)
Suck on my di*k like a leech (Leech), ooh, what? (Yah)
All of these b*tches, they want to f*ck Carti 'cause Carti, he got a lil' guap
Whippin' that b*tch in the dark
Hop in that Lamb' and I park (Do-do-do)
Ayy, hop in that Lamb' and I spark
All of these hitters go ball (What?)
[Post-Chorus]
All of my hitters go hard (What?)
All of my n*ggas go hard (What?)
All of my hitters go hard (What?)
All of my n*ggas go hard (What? Phew)
All of my hitters go hard (Du, phew)
All of my n*ggas go off (Pew-pew)
All of my hitters go off (Pew-pew)
All of my n*ggas go off (Pew-pew)
All of my hitters go off (Pew-pew)
All of my n*ggas go off (Yeah)
All of my hitters go off (Yeah)
All of my n*ggas go off
All of my n*ggas are off
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