Lyrics Fuck That Check Up - Meek Mill , Lil Uzi Vert
Lil'
fish,
yeah
If
you
can't
swim,
you
gon'
drown,
hoe
We
ain't
gon'
save
you
either
Hahahah
Bad
lil
thottie,
she
got
bodies
I'm
on
perkies,
she
on
molly
Sippin'
on
dirty,
smokin'
on
Cali
Big
Rolls
Royce,
no
Maseratis
I'm
'bout
to
pull
out
that
V12
I'ma
shit
on
these
niggas
like
Ezel
Let
her
ride
on
that
dick
with
no
seatbelt
With
the
money,
I
know
she
don't
mean
well
Niggas
running
their
mouth
like
they
females
When
you
winning,
they
only
wan'
see
you
fail
When
you
winning,
they
only
wan'
see
you
lose
Niggas
steal
and
I
can't
let
'em
see
my
moves
Wait,
ha
ha,
selling
that
cocaina
(white!)
Started
off
selling
that
crack
rock
(crack
rock)
Now
we
sell
out
arenas
(lit!)
White
boys
say
I'm
genius,
white
girls
say
I'm
gnarly
Did
30
bandz
in
Neimans,
now
we
20
grand
at
Barney's
Ever
put
a
pop
bitch
on
the
block
list,
I
don't
pop
shit
Cause
I
got
shit,
in
the
drop
six
With
a
thot
bitch,
whole
squad
lit
Heard
your
new
shit,
that
is
not
it
Whole
gang
with
me
on
some
mob
shit
He
ain't
talkin'
money
then
its
nonsense
Bran
got
the
gas,
you
are
not
lit,
no
way
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
We
gettin'
rich
and
these
niggas
sick
They
need
a
check
up
(they
need
a
check
up)
I'm
so
lit
I
fucked
that
bitch
as
soon
as
I
met
her
(soon
as
I
met
her)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Young
nigga,
fuck
that
check
up
(young
nigga,
young
nigga)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Light
my
wrist
and
my
neck
(woah,
woah)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Young
nigga,
fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up)
Ha,
yeah
Back
in
this
bitch
and
we
litty
again
I'm
'bout
to
land
in
the
city
again
She
with
the
gang,
he
tripping
again
He
like,
"You
out
with
that
nigga
again?"
She
gettin'
cocky
like,
"Yeah
I'm
with
him"
Five
bands,
Gucci
coat,
rockin'
1s
I'll
never
wear
it
again,
no
(Huh,
yeah!)
Gucci
swag
so
relaxed
Louis
bag
with
the
hat,
Uzi
Vert
with
the
mac
Damn,
thought
I
wasn't,
fuck
you
then
hit
your
cousin
All
hunnits,
don't
want
no
twenty
Stop
hatin',
fuck
nigga
get
money
Fuck
your
bitch,
hit
it
once
Ain't
my
type,
give
her
back,
uh
My
Rarri,
no
keys
like
vroom
My
car
don't
got
room
Yeah,
I
put
all
of
them
guap
in
the
front
Yeah,
my
engine
in
the
back
Little
nigga
we
don't
talk
about
nothing
If
that
shit
not
'bout
the
racks
Don't
call
my
phone,
don't
leave
no
message
But
that
girl
was
swerving
me,
diamonds
emergency
Better
hit
911
Up
all
night,
don't
rest
much
Spent
two
hunnid
put
the
rest
up
Young
nigga
fuck
that
check
up
Young
nigga
fuck
that
check
up
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
We
gettin'
rich,
and
these
niggas
sick
They
need
a
check
up
(they
need
a
check
up)
I'm
so
lit
I
fucked
that
bitch
as
soon
as
I
met
her
(soon
as
I
met
her)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Young
nigga,
fuck
that
check
up
(young
nigga,
young
nigga)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Light
my
wrist
and
my
neck
(woah,
woah)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Young
nigga,
fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up)
Uh,
my
old
bitch,
yo'
new
bitch
She
wanna
vibe
like
Q-Tip,
she
get
tagged
like
you
it
Nigga
said
he
wanna
fade
me,
we
ran
into
him
He
ain't
wan'
do
shit
I
don't
care
what
he
sayin',
we
ain't
playin'
We
just
came
to
shoot
shit
Yeah,
run
up
them
racks
(run
it
up,
run
it
up)
I'm
gettin'
back
(run
it
up,
run
it
up)
Niggas
be
tweetin'
(niggas
be
tweetin')
They
gettin'
smacked
Bitches
be
screenshottin',
tell
'em
to
hit
me
on
Snap
She
hit
me
back,
oh
Lord,
she
gettin'
clapped
Ever
fuck
a
bad
bitch
in
the
bando,
air
mattress
Going
HAM-o,
poppin'
cash
shit,
Bape
camo
with
the
masses
Dirty
young
bull
living
lavish
Gets
yo'
mans
up,
go
to
Paris
20
grand
up
when
the
teller
hit
You
can
tell
we
ain't
never
had
shit,
no
way
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
We
gettin'
rich,
and
these
niggas
sick
They
need
a
check
up
(they
need
a
check
up)
I'm
so
lit
I
fucked
that
bitch
as
soon
as
I
met
her
(soon
as
I
met
her)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Young
nigga,
fuck
that
check
up
(young
nigga,
young
nigga)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Light
my
wrist
and
my
neck
(woah,
woah)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up)
Young
nigga,
fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
that
check
up)
Fuck
that
check
up
(fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up)
1 Price
2 Made It From Nothing
3 Ball Player
4 Open
5 Young Black America
6 Glow Up
7 Never Lose
8 Fall Thru
9 Connect the Dots
10 Connect the Dots
11 These Scars
12 These Scars
13 Made It from Nothing
14 We Ball
15 Issues
16 Whatever You Need
17 Fuck That Check Up
18 F**k That Check Up
19 Heavy Heart
20 Wins & Losses
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