Текст песни Check (International Artist Remix) - RAYE , Kojo Funds , A Boogie wit da Hoodie

Hold me, never said you're gonna do that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Move me, never said that you would do that
Now, love me, never said that you would do that
No no no no, babe, look what you do to me, no
Baby, will you go and let's slide
You don't gotta work, I told your boss, you can leave
I can give you just enough time
Just enough time to make make you to fall in love with me
What you want Givenchy, Louis, Gucci,
Birkin, Hermes, Christian, Amiri, ERD
Dripped in Elliante, now everybody on your body
Never sorry
Which color 'Rari should I hop in?, chain ockey
Be my bitch and my friend and never worry
Big 40 in a big Benz 'cause they lurking
Wrist got a hundred and ten worth of diamonds
'Cause she wanna fuck me with her friend, I like it
Say she wanna give me good head, how I like it
I slept in the wrong bed but I like it
Remember when we was sitting in your bed getting naked
Remember when you were saying how I fuck too crazy
I bet I can make you say I love you baby
I know you hate being rushed, yeah, look
I'll take over the whole world for you baby
You 'gon tell me that ain't enough, yeah
I got all this Christian Dior for you baby
When you 'gon come and pick it up, yeah
How many times I went raw for you baby?
Crazy that...
She makin' me weed check
Grinder check
Rizla check
I got the lighter check
Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess
And you can lay upon my chest
She makin' me weed check
Grinder check
Rizla check
I got the lighter check
Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess
And you can lay upon my chest, yeah
Baby girl, you coming around,
I know you staying around me because you never wanna leave, bomboclat
And then I'll go in and out and then I hear
your sound saying, I'm everything you need, ooh yeah
You wanna know where we can go?
All the way to Fernando
You wanna be my Nintendo?
But you gotta know I don't play no games
Everything I say is true
I'd be a mess here without you
And I'll hold you down, you don't need to stress
So let me just lay upon your chest
She makin' me weed check
Grinder check
Rizla check
I got the lighter check
Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess
And you can lay upon my chest
She makin' me weed check
Grinder check
Rizla check
I got the lighter check
Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess
And you can lay upon my chest, aye ya
There something in my ride
Baby, it's my big black 9
Hoping that it don't take your life
Baby, you will feel alright
Listen, baby girl, there's something in my ride (no, no, no)
Baby, it's my big black 9 (no, no, no)
Hoping that it don't take your life
Baby, you will feel alright, feel alright
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah