[Intro]
Strick
Oh!
[Chorus]
I'm a player but don't play about that check, no way, no way
Pull up, hop out flexing, yeah you know I go that check on me, on me
Maybach drive itself, I might just let it parallel
Pardon me I'm paranoid, them niggas still might tell
Chopper chop his tongue off, send it right back in the mail
Never claimed to be a killer but I know some killers still (all will)
[Verse]
And I could never be underneath you
I told my realtor, to go and find a hill view
Can't walk in my shoes, got 'em custom-made
F-86 in white, I need everything, yeah
'Bout no hoes we ain't falling out
Finna board the jet, we might have all of it on us
Somewhere in the clouds with the golden commas
If you ain't chasing a check we ain't got nothing in common
[Chorus]
I'm a player but don't play about that check, no way, no way
Pull up, hop out flexing, yeah you know I go that check on me, on me
Maybach drive itself, I might just let it parallel
Pardon me I'm paranoid, them niggas still might tell
Chopper chop his tongue off, send it right back in the mail
Never claimed to be a killer but I know some killers still (all will)
[Outro]
I'm a player but don't play about that check, no way, no way
Pull up, hop out flexing, yeah you know I go that check on me, on me