Check look straight ft. Stix Dollaz Lyrics

Check look straight bouta fuck up the wrist

Fuck up the wrist

Fresh new J's don't fuck up the kicks

Fuck up the kicks

Pardon my swag but the shit is legit

The shit is legit

Check look straight

Check look straight bouta fuck up the wrist

Pardon my swag but the shit is legit

The shit is legit

Call up my dog and he threw me a Vic

Let a lil nigga go talk real slick

Get a bigger bag for you talk yo shit

On a tight rope and you better walk real quick

Take the wrong step hope you hold yo grip

It's a long way down no parachute nigga

Stay in my zone I ain't scared of you niggas

I don't even really be aware you niggas

And he said he got a drum that's a snare lil nigga

Trying to get B's i don't need no honey

Nap town nigga got boocoo money

Genie in a bottle wish you do sum

Send a pair of shots hit the Bluetooth button

And I keep me a doll like a voodoo mummy

Pardon my French let me teach you something

J'ai vuca venir I done seen this coming

They done woke the wrong beast Taydollaz been summoned

Nigga I'm lit no light switch bitch

Pardon my swag don't bite my shit

Got to grind hard just to shine like this

Overtime days on a long night shift

Question myself why I write this shit

Biting my swag and you might get bit

Brodie in the field told him hike that shit

Put 6 on the board touchdown big drip Taydollaz

Check look straight bouta fuck up the wrist

Fresh new J's don't fuck up the kicks

Pardon my swag but the shit is legit

Call up my dog and he threw me a vic

Check look straight

Check look straight bouta fuck up the wrist

Pardon my swag but the shit is legit

The shit is legit

Call up my dog and he threw me a vic

Don't fuck up the kicks

Aye

Looking in the mirror see a brand new man

Thousand dollar bills talking brand new bands

Brand new plans

Money by the minute and I know that ima get it cuz I'm itching on my hand

Got to make a wristband go and glisten on my hand

I ain't been a dope boy I ain't whipping with my hand

But the flow dope boy you should listen to what I'm saying

I can hear snakes hissing in the grass

Two grown women and they with it in the back

Is you with it where you at

The return of the Mack

Feel the burn from the mac my concern is the cash

Nigga you can get with this or you can get with that

Not the victim I'm the visionary

I envision all of my opps in obituaries

Killing this shit finally send em to the cemetery

Home of the navy but we move like the military

Got her top down 'till her top lifting up

Niggas like pack with a glock hit em up

Streetsweeper and I mop niggas up

No sweat I invest 'till my stock going up

No I'm not giving in no I'm not giving up

One life to live and I'm bouta live it up

Big drip you know how i give it up

And she bouta give it up

Cuz the stick leave her stuck like

Check look straight bouta fuck up the wrist

Fresh new J's don't fuck up the kicks

Pardon my swag but the shit is legit

Call up my dog and he threw me a vic

Check look straight

Check look straight bouta fuck up the wrist

Pardon my swag but the shit is legit

The shit is legit

Call up my dog and he threw me a vic

Don't fuck up the kicks