McCandles - Checks (feat. C.O.O.P.)

Dope dealin' all in my essence
New bitch obsessed with my ex's
New business where I'm headed
Christmas list say fetti
Go ignorant no lessons
But my penmanship unleaded
I'm unhealthy it's an aesthetic
Ain't shit they can tell me
In the party with a weapon
Go retarded it's offensive
Since I started been official
Call lil shawty for her dental
Think her I love then you mental
I ain't even thinkin' of her when I'm with her
Chillin with the team beneficial
All this lean on me Bill Withers
I got it next
Poppin checks
Saucin'? Check
I got it next
I got it next, I'm at your neck
Givenchy's to flex, call it a check
Nike sweats, she do it the best
I do it the best, we vets
Ou wee fuckin' with me, big bet
Big cash, big stash, big sticks, big whips
Big shit, if you ain't know
I am the mothafuckin' shit bitch
Go ahead and check your fuckin' list bitch
Got you on my mothafuckin' hitlist
Taking shit, can't remember shit
Baboon wild
In the mothafuckin' stage, goin' crazy
In a fuckin' daze, middle name haze bitch
Yeah I'm the craze bitch
Go ahead and switch it up
Go ahead and dirty my cup
Give no fucks, she gone suck
She gone fuck, she gone fuck
I got it next
Poppin' checks
Saucin'? Check
I got it next
Poppin' checks
Saucin'? Check
I got it next
Poppin' checks
Saucin'? Check

Written by:
Cooper Reid, Jacob Bass

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