Check On It ft. Iman. Lyrics

All I ever need is some money and a spot

Where it's sunny and the breeze blow

Shop til we drop

Money taller than ya ego

Fucking on a yacht

With a rich boy, yea a rich boy from the block

Check on it, check on it

Baby won't you come over and check on it

Check on it, check on it

Told me you was gonna spend a check on it

Brand new drip

Got a hurricane wrist

Thunderstorm engine in that brand new whip

Red Ferrari never wanna park

Black Ferrari drive it like go cart

Got a rich boy I call him Tony Stark

I get two of everything

My closet Noah's ark

New Birkin and he surf it

In the Maybach closed curtains

Boutiques I treat 'em like the Walmart

LV, Dior and Chrome Hearts

Tell me who the fairest there is

Now drop to ya knees like a marriage

Harry Winston for the jewels

Loub for the shoes

Need a plumber for the drip

Those are the rules

I ain't saying I'm depressed

When I say I got the blues

Gotta bag full of hundreds

How many I'mma use

All I ever need is some money and a spot

Where it's sunny and the breeze blow

Shop til we drop

Money taller than ya ego

Fucking on a yacht

With a rich boy, yea a rich boy from the block

But look

I ain't got a bit of Tony Stark in me

I'd rather watch Mad Max settle the score

I tend to keep 40 in the bed or the drawer

Carefree while I hit it

You'll begging for more

Jus cuz it happened that don't mean it mean nun

Like damn Phi I'm jus tryna see sum

You need a one way cuz one day soon

I know you'll have dinner ready

Wit da runts waitin'

You been out all day sun bathing

I left you 10 bands on a Sunday

See you gettin' money how I get money

You need me

You spend money like I spend money

Believe me

Please my love

Just don't up and leave me

If I fuck up

Please don't up and leave me

All I ever need

Was a foreign, wit it on

I got the foreign wit a foreign sippin' Deleon now

Check on it, check on it

Baby won't you come over and check on it

Check on it, check on it

Told me you was gonna spend a check on it

Big money energy

Bad bitch energy

First class I'm a fly bitch literally

New Pateks with blue baguettes

On these bitches heads like new barrettes

Tell him I ain't really in the mood to text

He gone send a flight

Now I'm in the mood for sex

Big d**k energy

Spend ain't no spinning me

All in my biology

Say he love our chemistry

Now he wanna marry me

Pussy like a ministry, church

Keep going til I tell you it hurts

Brand new Birkin for the purse

Brand new car and it's a vert skrtt

Other bitches couldn't get half of mine

Got good brain, his nickname for me mastermind

Wrist flooded and I got it in half the time

They say when you a star then you have to shine

All I ever need is some money and a spot

Where it's sunny and the breeze blow

Shop til we drop

Money taller than ya ego

Fucking on a yacht

With a rich boy, yea a rich boy from the block

Check on it, check on it

Baby won't you come over and check on it

Check on it, check on it

Told me you was gonna spend a check on it

All I ever need is some money and a spot

Where it's sunny and the breeze blow

Shop til we drop

Money taller than ya ego

Fucking on a yacht

With a rich boy, yea a rich boy from the block

Check on it, check on it

Baby won't you come over and check on it

Check on it, check on it

Told me you was gonna spend a check on it