Ooh you know I run up it up I ain't in debt bitch
Cash do a flip like a motherf*cking deck bitch
Got so much green man I'm feeling like Shrek bitch
Making all these beats got me felling so reckless
Skrrt on a pussy turn his face into a lentil
Driving in a Rarri but this shit be a rental
Chalking out his body like a motherf*cking pencil
Don't know when you dying boy your life existential
Ooh lemme just get this green
Living a life that we've all seen
Shopping carts no self-esteem
Taking hits and popping beans
Taking hits and popping beans
Ain't nobody topping me
Roll up with this 223
Cash I got a lot to see
Huh check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u chapped (Yuh What)
I got a stick (Yes I Do)
Check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u slacking (Yes You Is)
Now get to packing (Want You Gone)
Get to packing
Got this weight you know I'm racking
I'm in school I ain't passing
For my homework they be asking
I ain't giving
You ain't living
Get this green it's my decision
Murder beats with such precision
Getting bread just like a pigeon
Ooh you know I run up it up I ain't in debt bitch
Cash do a flip like a motherf*cking deck bitch
Got so much green man I'm feeling like Shrek bitch
Making all these beats got me felling so reckless
(Yuh) Roll up on his block you know I run it down
Got a lot of votes like a mayor now I run his town
Roll up to his city turn that shit into Pompeii
Coming with the 9's you know we shooting in broad day
(Yuh) See me on broadway
Times square bitch on the screen with some hairspray
Brooklyn boy I ain't never had no driveway
Just the playgrounds and the motherf*cking subway
(Huh Yeah) You know I ain't on that old shit
No italics boy you know I'm on that bold shit
All my f*cking ice yeah it be on that cold shit
All your f*cking bars man they be on that mold shit
Huh check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u chapped (Yuh What)
I got a stick (Yes I Do)
Check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u slacking (Yes You Is)
Now get to packing (Want You Gone))
Woah there
Fly your ass to hell like O'Hare
Boy you be so sweet why you acting like a honey bear
Hoe what you looking at thought told you don't stare
Failing all my classes told my teachers that I don't care
Stage4 - Check the Drip Lyrics
Stage4 - Check the Drip Lyrics
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Ooh you know I run up it up I ain't in debt bitch
Cash do a flip like a motherf*cking deck bitch
Got so much green man I'm feeling like Shrek bitch
Making all these beats got me felling so reckless
Skrrt on a pussy turn his face into a lentil
Driving in a Rarri but this shit be a rental
Chalking out his body like a motherf*cking pencil
Don't know when you dying boy your life existential
Ooh lemme just get this green
Living a life that we've all seen
Shopping carts no self-esteem
Taking hits and popping beans
Taking hits and popping beans
Ain't nobody topping me
Roll up with this 223
Cash I got a lot to see
Huh check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u chapped (Yuh What)
I got a stick (Yes I Do)
Check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u slacking (Yes You Is)
Now get to packing (Want You Gone)
Get to packing
Got this weight you know I'm racking
I'm in school I ain't passing
For my homework they be asking
I ain't giving
You ain't living
Get this green it's my decision
Murder beats with such precision
Getting bread just like a pigeon
Ooh you know I run up it up I ain't in debt bitch
Cash do a flip like a motherf*cking deck bitch
Got so much green man I'm feeling like Shrek bitch
Making all these beats got me felling so reckless
(Yuh) Roll up on his block you know I run it down
Got a lot of votes like a mayor now I run his town
Roll up to his city turn that shit into Pompeii
Coming with the 9's you know we shooting in broad day
(Yuh) See me on broadway
Times square bitch on the screen with some hairspray
Brooklyn boy I ain't never had no driveway
Just the playgrounds and the motherf*cking subway
(Huh Yeah) You know I ain't on that old shit
No italics boy you know I'm on that bold shit
All my f*cking ice yeah it be on that cold shit
All your f*cking bars man they be on that mold shit
Huh check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u chapped (Yuh What)
I got a stick (Yes I Do)
Check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u slacking (Yes You Is)
Now get to packing (Want You Gone))
Woah there
Fly your ass to hell like O'Hare
Boy you be so sweet why you acting like a honey bear
Hoe what you looking at thought told you don't stare
Failing all my classes told my teachers that I don't care
Cash do a flip like a motherf*cking deck bitch
Got so much green man I'm feeling like Shrek bitch
Making all these beats got me felling so reckless
Skrrt on a pussy turn his face into a lentil
Driving in a Rarri but this shit be a rental
Chalking out his body like a motherf*cking pencil
Don't know when you dying boy your life existential
Ooh lemme just get this green
Living a life that we've all seen
Shopping carts no self-esteem
Taking hits and popping beans
Taking hits and popping beans
Ain't nobody topping me
Roll up with this 223
Cash I got a lot to see
Huh check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u chapped (Yuh What)
I got a stick (Yes I Do)
Check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u slacking (Yes You Is)
Now get to packing (Want You Gone)
Get to packing
Got this weight you know I'm racking
I'm in school I ain't passing
For my homework they be asking
I ain't giving
You ain't living
Get this green it's my decision
Murder beats with such precision
Getting bread just like a pigeon
Ooh you know I run up it up I ain't in debt bitch
Cash do a flip like a motherf*cking deck bitch
Got so much green man I'm feeling like Shrek bitch
Making all these beats got me felling so reckless
(Yuh) Roll up on his block you know I run it down
Got a lot of votes like a mayor now I run his town
Roll up to his city turn that shit into Pompeii
Coming with the 9's you know we shooting in broad day
(Yuh) See me on broadway
Times square bitch on the screen with some hairspray
Brooklyn boy I ain't never had no driveway
Just the playgrounds and the motherf*cking subway
(Huh Yeah) You know I ain't on that old shit
No italics boy you know I'm on that bold shit
All my f*cking ice yeah it be on that cold shit
All your f*cking bars man they be on that mold shit
Huh check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u chapped (Yuh What)
I got a stick (Yes I Do)
Check the drip (Yeah Aye)
Don't leave a tip (Yeah Aye)
Boy u slacking (Yes You Is)
Now get to packing (Want You Gone))
Woah there
Fly your ass to hell like O'Hare
Boy you be so sweet why you acting like a honey bear
Hoe what you looking at thought told you don't stare
Failing all my classes told my teachers that I don't care
Writer: Milo Barrett, Nathan Lonstein
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid