クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leito Durley
Songwriter
Elijah Lemons
Songwriter
歌詞
Checc, I'm goin' A-Wall
Focused on my pockets
Winnin’ off the 8-ball
Totin' a rocket for ya bitch, James Harden
Had to block his bitch
His bitch steady callin'
Checc Wilson, Spauldin', ballin'
Wreckin' hoes in my Ralph
Got a rear view, wait
Leave them hoes in my rear-view
Why you runnin' yo mouth
We can't hear you, wait
These **** copy, stencil
They come with a pad and a pistol
Young Checc come with a bag, new bitch too
Gotta have a fat ass for the missle
I don't even know yo name
How can I miss you
I don't even know yo name
How can I miss you
Top floor, I'm with 10 bad bitches
I cain't see the haters
Louis Frames to my vision
Had to check up on my grandma
Had to see how she livin'
Plottin' on a 100k
We goin' make that shit by Christmas
Box chain all gold with the ankh on ice
In the city, I'm with 3
Beamer coupe all white
Say she wanna go for me
She just sayin' what I like
You could maybe fool me once
But don't try to do it twice
No-no, it won't go
Brand new bank roll
It won't fold
She do what I say so
And that's fasho
If you want the whole bowl
Then let me know
800 profiles
Say she a soul child
These bitches go wild
Need my money right now
Need them hunnits right now
Shorty need me right now
Need that top-shelf service
These hoes worthless
She ain't even pearl it
These **** nervous
Them weak ass verses
I skated with a perfect
These bitches go wild
She a soul child
800 profiles
Need my money
Need them hunnits
Shorty need me right now, wait
Need that top-shelf service
These hoes worthless
She ain't even
She ain't even, mm, mm, mm
She ain't even, mm, mm
Checc, I'm goin' A-Wall
Focused on my pockets
Winning off the 8-ball
Totin' a rocket for ya bitch, James Harden
Had to block his bitch
His bitch steady callin'
Checc Wilson, Spauldin', ballin'
Wreckin' hoes in my Ralph
Got a rear view, wait
Leave them hoes in my rear-view
Why you runnin' yo mouth
We can't hear you, wait
These **** copy, stencil
They come with a pad and a pistol
Young Checc come with a bag, new bitch too
Gotta have a fat ass for the missle
I don't even know yo name
How can I miss you
I don't even know yo name
How can I miss you
Written by: Elijah Lemons, Leito Durley
