Check onEm is an uplifiting song that commentates on the manner in which Boi Mystery treats the myriad of haters, naysayers and other forms of negativity in his career and life. The track is produced by W1LD and NA$H, who comprise the Finnish Producer Duo Anxiety Society
These some red bottoms, Better not step on em
I’m tryna flex, but I know that my check got ‘em
Cut off all the fakes, I don’t check on em
I’m spending dollaz every day, still stackin guala
I’m showing love to my gang, don’t want bad karma
And every prescription that I take, always bad pharma
My haters faces blank they used to laugh harder
Too mature to deal with your games, you a bad partner
I run it up, run it up, I was runnin to the funds
She put her lips to the Dutch, put the fire to the blunt
Gotta stay focused, and just watch who I become
I carе way too much, to give a fuck about love
Bet you cannot rеcognize me no more
You tryna keep up and your feet so sore
With my team in the cut, we at least deep four
Got my drip fore the drop, who could these be for
UNO roll a leaf of the fronta
And I know your hoe dece but she don’t want ya
Well I mean she told me to pass it on, yuh
I smoke threes like I’m playin basketball, yuh
These some red bottoms, Better not step on em
I’m tryna flex, but I know that my check got ‘em
Cut off all the fakes, I don’t check on em
I’m spending dollaz every day, still stackin guala
I run it up, run it up, I was runnin to the funds
She put her lips to the Dutch, put the fire to the blunt
Gotta stay focused, and just watch who I become
I care way too much, to give a fuck about love
Give a fuck, what they sayin about me
I go lock in and make hits when it’s cloudy
You so stagnant, quit complaining and pouting
Finna hop in, I pick the Range or the Audi
I was not trippin knew we had it from the jump
We had to run it up
If brodie passin J’s you know it’s batter fuckin up
They said you above me I took the ladder fuckin up
Kinda had to sum it up
These some red bottoms, Better not step on em
I’m tryna flex, but I know that my check got ‘em
Cut off all the fakes, I don’t check on em
I’m spending dollaz every day, still stackin guala
I’m showing love to my gang, don’t want bad karma
And every prescription that I take, always bad pharma
My haters faces blank they used to laugh harder
Too mature to deal with your games, you a bad partner
I run it up, run it up, I was runnin to the funds
She put her lips to the Dutch, put the fire to the blunt
Gotta stay focused, and just watch who I become
I care way too much, to give a fuck about love
Yeah yeah yeah
(To give a fuck about love)
Woah yeah yeah yeah
(To give a fuck about love)
Woah yeah yeah yeah
(I care way too much, to give a fuck about love)
Woah yeah yeah yeah
I care way too much
I just want some love
And she said I ask too much
I’m finna take off like an astronaut
Check onEm was written by Boi Mystery.
Check onEm was produced by Anxiety Society.
Boi Mystery released Check onEm on Mon Jan 16 2023.