Check Please (Feat. Lil Jairmy & Mg Lil Bubba)

Check Please (Feat. Lil Jairmy & Mg Lil Bubba)

That Mexican Ot

Альбом: Check Please
Длительность: 3:26
Год: 2025
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Yeah, buddy, ballin' like a big shot
Escalade tuned up, NASCAR, pit stop
Diamonds in my mouth, I don't even need a wristwatch
Sayin' that you got it, you can fuck around and get-got

I'ma stretch the lean out like a ballerina
I be lookin' for money like, "Have you seen her?"
Got a mouth full of water like Catalina
I be sippin' that drank like I'm Justin Bieber

Bad bitty with the small titties wanna sex me
Eat it like a king, told the bitch, "Check please"
I can grab that Escalade-V or the 'Vette keys
Deep, deep in that water, I need a jet-ski

Vroom, I ride my wave on 'em, huh
I'm makin' plays on 'em
Put my foot on they neck and it stay on 'em
He want problems, I'm puttin' the Bay on him

It's automatic when it come to static
I'ma get it crackin' in this bitch, so what's up, lil' ho? (So what's up, lil' ho?)
You say that you want it, make sure you fasho (make sure you fasho)
My shooters, they on it, they ready to go (they ready to go)

Go-go, Gadget, walk up with the ratchet
I'ma let him have it, that's it, ran outta luck, lil' ho (luck, lil' ho)
Don't need no practice, I'm uppin' the score (I'm uppin' the score)
I jump off the top rope, think the mattress done broke (think the mattress done broke)

Boy, my cup muddy, clutchin' on a big Glock
Reachin' for my neck, that's the quickest way to get shot
Beat him up, left him all scratched just like hip-hop
Slapped him with my pockets, left him with a big knot

Where the drank man? Gotta go and make a pit stop (go and make a pit stop)
Quarter-million dollars, went and spent it on a wristwatch (spent it on a wristwatch)
Got her ass open like a book I'm finna write in
I ain't talkin' football, but she got a tight end

Ooh, that's disgustin'
Like a fat ass in some small pants, T bustin'
I'ma hit it hard, make the bitch keep cussin' (cussin')
I ain't got time to do shit, I'm hustlin' (I'm hustlin')

He don't wanna really bump heads, he bluffin' (he bluffin')
Pussy-ass nigga can't beat me in nothin' (can't beat me in nothin')
Kill yo' ass and go to sleep, it won't be on my conscience (conscience)
Shoot way OT to a whole 'nother country, nigga, yeah (to a whole 'nother country)

Yeah, buddy, ballin' like a big shot
Escalade tuned up, NASCAR, pit stop
Diamonds in my mouth, I don't even need a wristwatch
Sayin' that you got it, you can fuck around and get-got

I'ma stretch the lean out like a ballerina
I be lookin' for money like, "Have you seen her?"
Got a mouth full of water like Catalina
I be sippin' that drank like I'm Justin Bieber

Bad bitty with the small titties wanna sex me
Eat it like a king, told the bitch, "Check please"
I can grab that Escalade-V or the 'Vette keys
Deep, deep in that water, I need a jet-ski

Vroom, I ride my wave on 'em, huh (ooh-wee)
I'm makin' plays on 'em
Put my foot on they neck, and it stay on 'em (hmm, ooh-wee)
He want problems, I'm puttin' the Bay on him (ooh-wee, ooh-wee)

Codeine is floatin' up outta my, mm, mhm
Floatin' up outta my penis
She wanna suck me inside the arena
Louis V denim came straight from the cleaners

Double D's on the cutter, she sing like Selena
I walked to the plug and then drove back the ninas
Runnin' from the laws got me barkin' the engine
Can't catch me, I'm doggin' the Demon

Drip with the gangstas that's plottin' and schemin'
Just bought a pint, got me honestly fiendin'
Really woke up in a mansion, cartoons on the ceilin'
Worth millions, bro, thought I was dreamin'

Raised with the OGs, Big Pokey, we leanin' (we leanin')
Dope in my cup cost an LV beanie (uh-huh)
Bitch grant whatever I wish, she genie
She tryna hot my dawg, eat weenie

Better have my money on time
Yeah, shawty, she a ten, but the looks ain't gettin' her a dime
Put the choppa on his head, face, recline (rrah)
Streamin' this shit, Kai Cenat

Fat-booty bitch, Alexis Skye
Stand on the bidness, adjust the tie
Stick with a dot, lowercase I
Kidnap a pint, see state-fair Pai

Why? You don't mess with Texas
Our guns legal, get shot for this necklace
Cow and Booga, kick his ass on Drexel (eh-ow)
Let her bring pounds to the barn, she special (howdy, boy)

Traded my big dump truck for a Tesla
Three barflys in my house, trifecta
Finna powerbomb the white girl, Brock Lesnar
Barbecue lobster with the cayenne pepper, ooh-wee (hoo)

Welcome to Texas