Chek Lyrics by DJ ESCO ft. Future
[Intro]
Pluto
If young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
[Hook/Chorus]
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now?
They keep talking, talking ’bout drugs
‘Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talking now?
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
[Verse 1]
I put a pool on top of the penthouse
You can see me now
I’m still high from the day before
‘Bout to re-up now
N—a was broke some years ago
F–k around, lose a cap
Had this lil b—h on a PJ
And she chewed me out
I was always in some s–t
N—a, look at me now
These b—–s will have me looking bad
Tryna air me out
Then I gave that b—h some cash
Over a fair amount
Ain’t gon’ never trust a b—h
Who can’t close they mouth
[Hook/Chorus]
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now?
They keep talking, talking ’bout drugs
‘Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talking now?
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
I just f—-d up me a check
[Verse 2]
They keep talking ’bout, talking ’bout racks
‘Bout to pop one now
Most of these n—-s all whack
They ’bout to get knocked off now
I done went way past the quota
S–t, I lost account, yeah
Pulled up, turbo on a motor
It was unannounced
Make the Forbes’ once again
The talk of the town
I got Snow White on the seat
S–t, I’m dropping it down
I put good dope on this beat
I’m ’bout to take some now
They keep talking ’bout, talking ’bout jewelry
‘Bout to pop some now
[Hook/Chorus]
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now?
They keep talking, talking ’bout drugs
‘Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talking now?
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
I just f—-d up me a check
[Verse 3]
Get, get your money, get your weight up
Just like a shark, dog get ate up
I been told, another demeanor
I been frozen, another demeanor
Got more lights than a arena
Hit ’em on sight for the subpoena
Pull, pull up (?)
What’s the total? You can keep the receipt
I can dap up Curry sitting in my seat, yeah
I give her allowance three times a week, yeah
I’m out your league, yeah
[Hook/Chorus]
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now?
They keep talking, talking ’bout drugs
‘Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talking now?
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
B—h, I’m balling out
I just f—-d up me a check
I just f—-d up me a check
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