Checklist Pt. 2
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Damn, son, where'd you find this Get to that money, don't know how to act Finna go look at my check list right quick Hold up I got a bag, I took it off the checklist Brodie passed me the work, told me to stretch this When I went viral, they told me to flex this That ain't in my nature, we not movin' reckless I gave her my number and told her to text this Respondin' at three in the morning, she restless I need that Gary Payton just to start off the day When the sun is risin', I be servin that cheddar Had to step back on 'em, now I'm hittin' the tray And her cat for the streets, I'm callin' her a stray Got a bald old head, lookin' like Allen Ray Ain't no money involved, I ain't even wanna stay Ain't fuckin' with Jared, finna hit up Kay And I jugg with the giants like I'm in the bay I just got the tech, finna pour in the Zevia I ain't fuckin' with the cameras and the media I just took me a trip and booked it on Expedia He need to go back to class, I think remedials I should be a ghost writer, bitch, I'm a walkin' encyclopedia And we really do not care 'bout all the fame And really, I don't give a fuck 'bout your name You pointin' them fingers, man, who can you blame I'm smokin' exotic, different type of strain And if you talkin' money then bitch, I am gang Ain't no jokes today, we dealin' with pain Super slimy, like I'm Abel and Cain Natasha Bedingfield, you walk through the rain I cut the medulla right off of the Coupe That boy actin' funny, he part of the goof troop Movin' so sweet, he a certified froot loop Walk down on mans, I'mma carry a .22, uh I got your bitch in my humble abode Get to the cream, ain't no rocky road I'm rockin' designer jeans and speakin' code He takin' them shrooms and turnin' into Toad Ain't workin' for UPS, carry a load He said that he got it, but it's just for show He at the bottom reachin' all time lows And I'm shootin' shit just like an all time pro
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:01
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 116 BPM