paroles de chanson Check My Feet - Jay , We$ro

Ooh, Jay (We$roooo)
Yup
Look
Ay, ay
Check My Feet (ooh)
They say 23 (yup)
Check my phone (ooh)
Ima let it ring (ayy)
Ima hit it disappear just like the Mystery Machine (yuh)
Get it I flip I'm with it, you know she be sore after I get up in it (ay)
Get it I pick it I pack it, feelin like Barry I'm chasing the money
This shit was not easy but now I be stackin (ooh)
Now I be stackin, groupies be slackin
My money attacking, my hunny attractin
Jaden, feel like I'm Batman
You clowns and I'm laughin
I'm a rapper, you know that I'm rappin
I was so zooded last weekend man ask me what happened
I don't know what happened
Ay, ay
Check My Feet (ooh)
They say 23 (yup)
Check my phone (ooh)
Ima let it ring (ayy)
Ima hit it disappear just like the Mystery Machine (yuh)
Stealing yo girl and I did it so easily
Dabbing and toking I'm smokin on THC
One ain't enough ima need a new freezer please
Yeah thats me i just pulled in the Jordan 3s
Please (woah)
Leave it alone
Leave it alone and just let it be
Working so hard you should call me a busy bee
If I'm on it then you know its the hardest beat
Yuh
I'm a boss (what?)
I'm really hard to beat
Grinding til me and my crew and my bitches my fans
My moms in the stands
Got blunts in my hand
And shoes on my feet
They say 23
So please Check My Feet (YUH)
Check My Feet (ooh)
They say 23 (yup)
Check my phone (woah)
Ima let it ring (ayy)
Ima hit it disappear just like the Mystery Machine (yuh)
Check My Feet (what they say?)
They say 23
Check the jersey, tell me what you see now
Hit your hoe last month, ain't seen her in weeks (she gone)
Why she hit my line, cause she like to tweak (yuh)
See me wit your girlie, posted on the beach
She givin dome, call her Sandy Cheeks (yuh)
Get to the money ain't lackin
Four Woods and we rollin no packin
Wreck that pussy I trashed it (ahh)
Hit it myself then I pass it
Straight at the throat we attackin
You talking shit from way back then (don't matter)
No lion, they say I'm the king though
Like Lebron I needed that ring hoe
Just smashed it wasn't a thing bro
Ice on my neck see the bling though
You walking laps and I'm racing
Get to the money ain't pacing
Feds know it's real but can't trace it
All my blunts gas you can't lace it
Six grams in it, I face it
Can't fuck with her catchin no cases
Do this on regular basis
You know that's your bitch I be takin
If I'm awake then I'm bakin
All this ice had me skatin
I want that hoe now, ain't waitin (yuh)
Ay, ay
Check My Feet (ooh)
They say 23 (yup)
Check my phone (ooh)
Ima let it ring (ayy)
Ima hit it disappear just like the Mystery Machine (yuh)
Do you wanna redo it?