hoolie gu - fukk up a check lyrics
hook 1
let’s go and f-ck up a check. let’s go and f-ck up a check (f-ck up a check)
let’s go and f-ck up some racks . let’s go and f-ck up some racks (f-ck up some racks)
let’s go and f-ck up some cash. let’s go and f-ck up some cash (f-ck up some cash)
let’s go and f-ck up a bag. let’s go and f-ck up a bag (f-ck up a bag)
let’s go and f-ck up a check. let’s go and f-ck up a check (f-ck up a check)
let’s go and f-ck up some racks . let’s go and f-ck up some racks (f-ck up some racks)
let’s go and f-ck up some cash. let’s go and f-ck up some cash (f-ck up some cash)
let’s go and f-ck up a bag. let’s go and f-ck up a bag (f-ck up a bag)
hoolie gu – verse 1
i got this b-tch she know she bad
she wanna f-ck me and i know it
cause i f-cked her friend before her
and her friend said she was on me
i ain’t mixxy i ain’t phony
only kick it with the homies
i came up now i got money
i’m so quick to blow a hunnit
i love to f-ck up a check
prolly go and get a whip
glow or x6
see me speeding down the strip
smoking weed with the grip
n-gg-s to legit to quit
bombay got me falling to sleep on the rip
she wake me up sucking my d-ck
get my nut and then i dip
she hit me like you slick
you ain’t f-cking up a check
n-gg- you ain’t doing sh-t
you see me and you sick
stick riding is a crime
last n-gg- got hit
don’t let you be the fifth
pulling up emptying clips
to any n-gg- talking sh-t
i put that on the set
and you n-gg-s know what i rep
for now let’s f-ck up a bag
let’s f-ck up a check
hook 2
let’s go and f-ck up a check. let’s go and f-ck up a check (f-ck up a check)
let’s go and f-ck up some racks . let’s go and f-ck up some racks (f-ck up some racks)
let’s go and f-ck up some cash. let’s go and f-ck up some cash (f-ck up some cash)
let’s go and f-ck up a bag. let’s go and f-ck up a bag (f-ck up a bag)
let’s go and f-ck up a check. let’s go and f-ck up a check (f-ck up a check)
let’s go and f-ck up some racks . let’s go and f-ck up some racks (f-ck up some racks)
let’s go and f-ck up some cash. let’s go and f-ck up some cash (f-ck up some cash)
let’s go and f-ck up a bag. let’s go and f-ck up a bag (f-ck up a bag)
718 spank – verse 2
today was a good day
i just made a quick pack
won’t say how i got it
we not with the chit chat
we don’t gotta go get that
know that somebody got it
my n-gg-s they with that
so you better get back
or get hit with the rocket
they riding like 6 flags
and they hop in the 6 fast
couple racks in my pocket
fell back on that bathing ape
narcos in front of united k
you know them balmains is over a k
man them sh-ts looking good
how they fit on me
f-ck a b-tch boy i’m here for the currency
don’t know you
but i know that you heard of me
don’t see you
but i know that you noticed me
that’s your shorty
that girl don’t say no to me
that b-tch a bird to me
pop out fast and then i skurt off
i’m making b-tches take they shirts off
im making b-tches take they skirts off
i’m making b-tches pop they girls off
one nighters be all nighters
straight gang no outsiders
no lames no d-ck riders
we stay away from a stick rider
hook 3
let’s go and f-ck up a check. let’s go and f-ck up a check (f-ck up a check)
let’s go and f-ck up some racks . let’s go and f-ck up some racks (f-ck up some racks)
let’s go and f-ck up some cash. let’s go and f-ck up some cash (f-ck up some cash)
let’s go and f-ck up a bag. let’s go and f-ck up a bag (f-ck up a bag)
let’s go and f-ck up a check. let’s go and f-ck up a check (f-ck up a check)
let’s go and f-ck up some racks . let’s go and f-ck up some racks (f-ck up some racks)
let’s go and f-ck up some cash. let’s go and f-ck up some cash (f-ck up some cash)
let’s go and f-ck up a bag. let’s go and f-ck up a bag (f-ck up a bag)
hoolie gu – verse 3
let’s go and f-ck up some cash
let’s go and f-ck up a bag
i live everyday like my last
you try to keep up
you gone f-ck up ya stash
i smoke out the zip
i ain’t p-ssing
this b-tch that i’m with
she ain’t average
you can tell by her shoes and her bag
the way that she dress
that she got them racks
i came up i’m not looking back
i’m getting that sack
from the quarterback
hit my jack up if you want a pack
but you gotta link up
you want more than that
i’m bout to f-ck up a bag
i’m bout to smoke out the pound
i’m bout to go hit a town
you know i’m from brooklyn
so we burn it down
now let’s go and f-ck up a check
1400 when i step
1400 when i sit
1400 on my back
motherf-cka add it up yea
i ain’t even add the belt yea
couple hunnit on the shirt d-mn
but i got more than how i look
how cause i just made it off the trap
dab
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