Mr. J1S - Check Out lyrics

Ballin you know she ballin
Fuck with a nigga from New
Orleans you know the Hornets
Or maybe that was down in Charlotte
Man I can't call it
She threw that body on me
You know I caught it
Ok I put her in the Benzo
You in the friend zone
A sucka I could not resemble my nigga hell no
You know the flow I own
No rental we influential
These rappers they ain't saying
Shit all instrumental
I know they heard us we was talking bout
The money why the fuck you buttin in?
You know it don't grow on trees so
Why you out here on a limb?
Man you drop the kinda records
Ain nobody wanna spin
A lame weak broke boy I was never one of them
They be rocking fools gold no
It ain't gone glitter
You don't know by now that by bankroll biger
He can have his bitch back no
I ain't gone miss her
Live my life like the 1st
Line of "Ain't No Nigga"
I'm on some Hov shit nigga since 06
I keep a cold wrist all I rock are Lo fit's
You know I don't miss they know we gone blitz
You niggas hopeless we don't love no bitch
Check out my new ride look and see inside
It got me prize it could be your wife
It could be awhile fore you get her back
She might get attached then might get a tat
Let me know it's real hey hey hey
Check out my new ride look and see inside
It got me prize it could be your wife
It could be awhile fore you get her back
She might get attached then might get a tat
Let me know it's real hey hey hey

Red coupe whippin down ya block
Yeah it's a go stepping in some heat yeah it
Be matching with my Lo
PYT with me she born in 94
Dancing in the pussy just like
Usher Nice & Slow
Can't stop looking at ya boy
He got the glow now
Flexing on these niggas man I
Look like Ronnie Cole now
Running at the mouth I just
Wanna run the show now
We ALL THE WAY UP so you
Know it's bout go down
What you in your feelins for? I
Feel like a mill or more
I rock what they can't cop your
Outfit is still in stores
Bad bitches back it up
Pockets ain't fat enough
Being broke it's a joke ain't
Nobody laugh at us
Fuck pride dick is all she need to swalla
Sweep'em off the court we up 3 to nada
Them IG likes don't equal dollas
Ya team blew the lead like Iguodala's
Check out my new ride check check
Check out my new ride
Red coupe whipping down your block
Check out my new ride check check
Check out my new ride
Red coupe whipping down your block

Check out my new ride look and see inside
It got me prize it could be your wife
It could be awhile fore you get her back
She might get attached then might get a tat
Let me know it's real hey hey hey
Check out my new ride look and see inside
It got me prize it could be your wife
It could be awhile fore you get her back
She might get attached then might get a tat
Let me know it's real hey hey hey