Wynne, JID - Ego Check lyrics

I was gonna explain myself
And then I decided i don't wanna do that

I don't look back so they ho
Ass never see my face, okay
Being passive-aggressive is in my DNA, okay
Y'all want agave, it's not an even trade
Okay hunny bold, been a minute since
I been Issa Rae, okay
It's, like, too much attention
I'm learnin' evil ways, okay
Singin' to "Still Not a Playa"
While he feeds me grapes, okay
Slept with his teammates, I flee the state
Okay pops pull up outside the function
That's my fuckin' getaway
Let me set the record straight
I'm sick right now on my shit right now
I stole your clique right now
All those cool kids that you use
To run with? They're with me
I'm sick right now, hit's with JID right now
I'm on your man's dick right now
New fit right now, like, uh
Basically, basically, basically, I'm mad, huh
Pop up, get the top off, and
Go in and get the bag, huh
Pull up at Machus, cop the
Virgil with the tag, huh
Your circle not listed, it's a
Pity you gotta beg, huh

Who do you know here? Who do you know here?
You can't even get past the fuckin' bouncer
Who do you know here? Who do you know here?
(I don't see anybody waitin')
Who do you know here?
(I prefer you say, "Congratulations")
You can't even get past the fuckin' bouncer
Who do you know here?
(Not me, motherfucker, never me
I get the check)

Listen, listen, listen, I get the check
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh, I get the check

I go like And1 and I walk back
To the half and get the check
They follow me, follow me, follow me
I get the check
Their dollar bills nothing, I need 'em
Blue, I get the check, ayy
I get the-, I get the-, I get the check
(I get the-, look)

I get the check like X marks the spot
I spent a little extra for that
Shit that's in the parking lot
But Peter Parker couldn't catch
Me on the web, i'm at the top
I'm tapped in, I tapped that
She tapped out, top five, time out
Tell me what the fuck you niggas talm'bout
I'm tired
Might put a Tommy gun in Tomi Lahren mouth
I'm wildin', I want a foreign now
Drop my mama off outside the Lord house
And pick my partner up
From out the courthouse let a nigga snore
I breathe fire through the door
Vampire to the corpse and puttin'
Bodies in the forest
Hearin' voices, hear the chorus
Feel the words through my chords
It's a cold war, it's the talk of coals
I'm known for it who you know get your ID
Showin'? Them niggas G-checkin'
I'm skippin' line, TSA PreCheckin'
They never checkin' for weapons
My section set for the President
But that's irrelevant
I'm nobody special, but we just question it

Who do you know here? Who do you know here?
You can't even get past the fuckin' bouncer
Who do you know here? Who do you know here?
(I don't see anybody waitin')
Who do you know here?
(I prefer you say, "Congratulations")
You can't even get past the fuckin' bouncer
Who do you know here?
(Not me, motherfucker, never me
I get the check)

Listen, listen, listen, I get the check
(Check, check)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh, I get the check

I go like And1 and I walk back
To the half and get the check
They follow me, follow me, follow me
I get the check
Their dollar bill nothing, I need 'em
Blue, I get the check, ayy
I get the-, I get the-, I get the check

Oh, yeah, DJ OG One represented
It's official, you know what time it is
Rose City