Checkmate Lyrics

Too turnt for the crew

Eer'day I was rapping in school

Too turnt for the crew

Eer'day I was rapping in school

I'm getting checks on checks

In the back of the Bach

And she throwing it back

I'm counting racks on racks

With a Glock on my waist

Know I'll never lack

Im getting checks on checks

In the back of the Bach

And she throwing it back

I'm counting racks on racks

With a Glock on my waist

Know I'll never lack

Man down that's code

Laundry day

Come pick up the load

Red dot like toad

Mario bros

We stay on the road

Like a shirt she fold

Broke up it's getting too old

Is it the X or my ex

I don't know bitch

I'm fantasizing

From a pup to a dawg

Childhood was traumatizing

Eer'body on alert

All these hits we authorizing

Hellcats take off

Fuck yo hoe

She Makin me soft

Who robbed yo man

Cough cough

I don't know I'm just stirring the pot

I be gone I'm hot

Eerbody know Ravo on top

I be Sippin a lot

Slowly my brain gon' rot

Donisi ain't no thot

Who knows, might tie the knot

Turn it up by the watt

Selling poles, big bro got caught

Switch it up

Change the spot

Stack it up

Go get me a yacht

Bring it on

Is that all you got?

Fuck around get your shoota shot

He transformed like an autobot

Around the globe I'm gon' trot

And on my dick she gon' squat

Space coupe Imma drop the top

I'm getting checks on checks

In the back of the Bach

And she throwing it back

I'm counting racks on racks

With a Glock on my waist

Know I'll never lack

I'm getting checks on checks

In the back of the Bach

And she throwing it back

I'm counting racks on racks

With a Glock on my waist

Know I'll never lack

My first gun was a hi-point

Copped a Glock now I'm on point

Throw a beam on that bitch

Blue light imma call it stitch

Extended mag and a switch

Hah

Eerbody know I'm rich

Hah

Stop acting so tough

Ugh

We all know you is a bitch

She told me put it in

Inch by inch aye

Imma pack this bowl

pinch by pinch aye

Imma up this pole

If he start snitching

Ravo been up bitch

you know I'm winning

I'm getting checks on checks

In the back of the Bach

And she throwing it back

I'm counting racks on racks

With a Glock on my waist

Know I'll never lack

I'm getting checks on checks

In the back of the Bach

And she throwing it back

I'm counting racks on racks

With a Glock on my waist

Know I'll never lack