CHECK TOUCHED

[PART I]

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Thrity (Thirty)
Huh, I got my Drac' up on the scene

[Chorus]
I hit that bitch, I push her on me (Yeah, woah)
I hit them all already been (I hate them all already been, yeah)
I got my Drac' up on the scene (I got my Drac' up on the scene, yeah)
I’m finna blast off, what you mean? (I’m finna blast off, what you mean?, yeah)
I see the intent, but what they mean? (Okay)

[Verse]
My figure, I perfect, see them in that truck, I hit that dash, boy (Boy)
All them stunts you see, that shit not red, ain't 'bout bad boy (Bad boy)
I'ma keepin' P, it's about perception and it hope (Okay)
I seen the bitch see me, she start obsessin' and it hope, fuck (Hope, fuck)
I pop my shit so clean, 'cause I might dead soon, you know (You know)
That feelin' for something, and then it took some time to grow (You grew?)
That feelin' was foreign to me, I had to learn and get to know (Uh-huh)
I stand up on the bitch, you tryna flex on me, she broke (She broke)
Got my hoe, go hang her out, I got some pressure outta store (Store)
I go ever comin' to them niggas, power out with your bottle (Fuck, fuck)
You wanna double up your money if you battle me for sure (Woah, woah)
Throw a couple of blue hunnids, tell that girl [?] she know (Woah)
Unhand the nonsense, why be like [nonstop?] (Stop)
I go 'cause I'm good though, they get fired, shine and fall (Fall)
I go stay that good though, she gon' drive that good though (Woah, woah, woah)

[Chorus]
Woah, I hit that bitch, I push her on me (I hit that bitch, I push her on me, woah)
I hit them all already been (I hate them all already been, yeah)
I got my Drac' up on the scene (I got my Drac' up on the scene, yeah)
I’m finna blast off, what you mean? (I’m finna blast off, what you mean?, yeah)
I see the intent, but what they mean? (Shit)

[PART II]

[Intro]
Woah, shit
Yeah, motherfucker, woah
Yeah, shit, woah, yeah

[Chorus]
Bags in, bags in, bags in
Bags in, bags in, bags in
Bags in, bags in, bags in
Bags in, bags in, bags in
Bags in, bags in, bags in, bags in

[Post-Chorus]
Oh my God, the bags in
Oh my God, the bags in
Oh my God, the bags in
Oh my God, the bags in
Oh my God, the bags in
Oh my God, the bags in
Oh my God, the bags in
Oh my God, the bags in

[Refrain]
She [?]
...

[Verse]
Say for that hoe don't ask me
...
Give a fuck with this hoe text me
Rindin' around with the MAC tec
Let 'em grown, let 'em grown
Let 'em grown, let 'em grown
VVS blind me [?]
...
Strike that road [?]
[?] in ya' vagina
I'ma in her tummy
...

[Chorus]
Bags in, bags in, bags in
Bags in, bags in, bags in
Bags in, bags in, bags in
Bags in, bags in, bags in
Bags in, bags in, bags in, bags in