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Wally Fattz - Checkmate Lyrics



Wally Fattz - Checkmate Lyrics




Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Yeah yeah yeah
Don't F*ck around
I might just break something
Don't f*ck around
Yeah yeah yeah

Don't f*ck around
F*ck around
I might just take one
2 times f*ck a hater and the fake ones

3 times pull up on u
Ima shake something

I Bow my head tonight
Ain't playing round plz pray for me
Getting paid
That's my middle name
F*ck around with my gang
Go insane
Got no time for games
Ain't worried bout what u saying

That's ok
Tryna find my way
Tryna see better days
Black cat, I gotta switch my lane
Swerve straight thru the pain

Don't f*ck around

I give em a piece of my mind
U wanna do crime
But never the time
Slice of the pie
U hungry right now
Catch this drip
Bitch wipe me down
Don't trip This business
Simmer down
Big face benjis
Stack up now
Mash the gas can't slow it down
I'm tryna make my momma proud...

Don't f*ck around
F*ck around
I might just take one
2 times f*ck a hater and these fake ones

3 times pull up on u
Ima shake something

I Bow my head tonight
Ain't playing round plz pray for me

Don't f*ck around
I ain't turning enemies to friends
Now my head tonight
Strike me down before I count to ten
If I ain't real
If I ain't real
I won't never know what it is
No disrespect
But u can't check me
Damn lil Wally going in

Born outta pain
Gun and a mask
U Testing my aim
It ain't gone last
Stack it up quick
Let's count this cash
Whip too fast
I mash the gas

Billionaire business
I'm right in my bag
I got plans
Bitch don't be mad
Let's build it up
And make it last
Let's change the world it's changing fast

Don't f*ck around
F*ck around
I might just take one
2 times f*ck a hater and these fake ones

3 times pull up on u
Ima shake something

I Bow my head tonight
Ain't playing round plz pray for me

Don't f*ck around

Why u buckin u buckin on me
Saint Laurent my head to feet
To the streets I got the key
I'm stepping out I'm stepping out
This that ghetto poetry
Pull up on my partner
Get it popping
Yeah they know it's me

This game is dirty
We came out the mud
U needed a plug
I sent you a flood
They hated on us
Showed no love
I Still lift em up
My spirit is touched

I watch for the fake
And I see through the lies
U wearing a mask I see the disguise
I brought all my guys we split up the pie
We eating right now
So don't come around

F*ck around if u want some
Ah ahhh ahhh ah
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Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Yeah yeah yeah
Don't F*ck around
I might just break something
Don't f*ck around
Yeah yeah yeah

Don't f*ck around
F*ck around
I might just take one
2 times f*ck a hater and the fake ones

3 times pull up on u
Ima shake something

I Bow my head tonight
Ain't playing round plz pray for me
Getting paid
That's my middle name
F*ck around with my gang
Go insane
Got no time for games
Ain't worried bout what u saying

That's ok
Tryna find my way
Tryna see better days
Black cat, I gotta switch my lane
Swerve straight thru the pain

Don't f*ck around

I give em a piece of my mind
U wanna do crime
But never the time
Slice of the pie
U hungry right now
Catch this drip
Bitch wipe me down
Don't trip This business
Simmer down
Big face benjis
Stack up now
Mash the gas can't slow it down
I'm tryna make my momma proud...

Don't f*ck around
F*ck around
I might just take one
2 times f*ck a hater and these fake ones

3 times pull up on u
Ima shake something

I Bow my head tonight
Ain't playing round plz pray for me

Don't f*ck around
I ain't turning enemies to friends
Now my head tonight
Strike me down before I count to ten
If I ain't real
If I ain't real
I won't never know what it is
No disrespect
But u can't check me
Damn lil Wally going in

Born outta pain
Gun and a mask
U Testing my aim
It ain't gone last
Stack it up quick
Let's count this cash
Whip too fast
I mash the gas

Billionaire business
I'm right in my bag
I got plans
Bitch don't be mad
Let's build it up
And make it last
Let's change the world it's changing fast

Don't f*ck around
F*ck around
I might just take one
2 times f*ck a hater and these fake ones

3 times pull up on u
Ima shake something

I Bow my head tonight
Ain't playing round plz pray for me

Don't f*ck around

Why u buckin u buckin on me
Saint Laurent my head to feet
To the streets I got the key
I'm stepping out I'm stepping out
This that ghetto poetry
Pull up on my partner
Get it popping
Yeah they know it's me

This game is dirty
We came out the mud
U needed a plug
I sent you a flood
They hated on us
Showed no love
I Still lift em up
My spirit is touched

I watch for the fake
And I see through the lies
U wearing a mask I see the disguise
I brought all my guys we split up the pie
We eating right now
So don't come around

F*ck around if u want some
Ah ahhh ahhh ah
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Writer: Seth Hodge
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Wally Fattz
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Seth Hodge

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