Check Your Shoulder ft. VAÜN Lyrics

Walked in the party, bottle of Bacardi hands go up like a one man army

Call me Charlie, man don't care 'bout the narni jump in a Rari

Spin it all off in Mercedes, talk to your baby, man call me slim but the man's not shady

Eyes go numb and eyes go brazy

Eyes go numb and eyes go hazy

I see people say they hate me, I see people say they rate me

I don't care 'bout what the difference is I'm talking shit on daily's

And I'm talking shit I'm crazy, I've got the devil 'tryna take me

He's 'tryna tell me"how deep should the grave be?"

I got the chicken I mix with the gravy

I got that dog in me like Paul O'Grady, 'tryna be independent do not save me

I'm keeping your mum like my names Patrick Swayzee

Foaming out the mouth like, I'm calling it rabies

I got two girls, and they both wanna date me I can't figure which ones gonna have my baby

I got a black one and I got a white one, and I call them, Michael Jackson

I'm 'tryna beat it after a lap dance, and bun the whole pack 'til the fucking pack gone

And I smash that back red like a dragon, better check your shoulder, you got a man on

Zero, aye

Better check your shoulder

I was young wishing to be older, now I got to the age where I don't want to

I could do nine to five or be a shotter instead I'm doing magic Harry Potter

When I'm in my feelings I like to wander

I been a bossman like I'm Tawonda, eating good like I'm living in the Shozna

You ain't do it right but I do it proper

You ain't living life think you need a calling

They be balling in tears until the morning, I got tired of your shit I'm yawning

She got some banter but she so boring, sit down baby girl let me tell you stories

Me and Charlie got them moaning like orgies, I got no service run out of 4G

Bet they calling, bet they keep ringing

Poppin' pilly's with my girlfriend I was feeling decent, next minute I started geekin

I save a bag for myself on the weekend, seeing shadows in my room but I'm tweaking

Need to relax, I need me a bag

I'm burning the sage down looking like wax

The government playing us with all the tax

I borrowed your bitch and I won't give her back and I feel like a train way cruise on a track

And he still talking shit so I gave him a smack, Sheesh!

I get lizzy

I'm a rascal I'm dizzy

Pour Hennessy with that Coke

This shit taste too fizzy

All this shit probably Gods plan, I'm feeling like Drizzy

Wanna jump in a Lamborghini with the windows tinted, can't see me

Boy you batty boy you moving fruity

I kick a flow or two like a be Bruce Lee

I keep a J with me she staying juicy, trim be looking dusty like your shoes be

Been on my P and Q's like I'm Lil Uzi, I love her features yeah, her eyes and her booty yeah