Yo Gotti – Check

Published on: October 16, 2012

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Yo Gotti – Check

Yo Gotti releases this track called Check. Beat is produced by Drumma Drama.

Yo Gotti – Check Lyrics

I got a check, check, check, beep.
Bitch I got a check, check, check
Bitch I got a check, check, check

I buy anything I want, ’cause I got a check,
Fuck any bitch I want, ’cause I got a check.
I only ride foreign ’cause I got a check.
You know I’m fully armed, you ain’t gotta check
And every time you see me I be on a deck
Looking like money, smelling like a jet,
Brand new swag, got me on flex.
Whole lot of cash, I’m a walking check.

Uh, I got my check up, I need a check-up.
Watch on me so cold, checking on me so froze.
Check, I got them hoes, check, designer clothes,
I got them bows, plus I got them o’s.
Going hard, nigga, I do too,
I got shooters nigga, what about you?
Valet park nigga there’s my coupe
Popping bottles nigga, there’s my crew.
That pussy good, ass fat, head right, nigga, that’s my boo.
A real nigga, you ain’t one, hate on me, that’s what you do.
Uh, I’m in my zone, uh, my money long,
Sipping on that is so rock, inhaling all of the strong.
On my young nigga shit, rolling with the belt,
I’m on my rich nigga shit, Rolls Royce are better.

I buy anything I want, ’cause I got a check,
Fuck any bitch I want, ’cause I got a check.
I only ride foreign ’cause I got a check.
You know I’m fully armed, you ain’t gotta check.
And every time you see me I be on a deck
Looking like money, smelling like a jet,
Brand new swag, got me on flex.
Whole lot of cash, I’m a walking check.
I put on for my city, go strong when I kick it,
Got a bad girls club, a gang of bad bitches
Black down, A.P., on spill, B.P., white them, mula
No damning, hair blow, ace of spades, no cards.
Go to pee and glow in the dark.
I got soft, I go hard, start to beating my favorite part.
The California my favorite car, the Land Landing, my favorite bar.
I hit the club, my jay’s on, they out now, yeah, they stood on the boss.
Selling dope my first job, getting money, their worst thought.
I’m in this bitch with my home boys,
Big jewelry, no bodyguard.
I pull up, like who this, thugged out, I do this.
Checking on my dollar sign, get money on my to do list.

I buy anything I want, ’cause I got a check,
Fuck any bitch I want, ’cause I got a check.
I only ride foreign ’cause I got a check.
You know I’m fully armed, you ain’t gotta check
And every time you see me I be on a deck
Looking like money, smelling like a jet,
Brand new swag, got me on flex.
Whole lot of cash, I’m a walking check.
Check, check, bitch, I’m on a deck
Flex, flex, looking like a jet.
Check, check, bitch, I’m on a deck
Flex, flex, looking like a jet.

I buy anything I want, ’cause I got a check,
Fuck any bitch I want, ’cause I got a check.
I only ride foreign ’cause I got a check.
You know I’m fully armed, you ain’t gotta check