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skilla baby - for a check lyrics

[intro]
(i hear you, jay c)
huh
(mia jay c) ayy
huh (nah, for real)

[verse 1]
crack music 3, i’m on that sh+t (i’m on that sh+t)
n+gga, we was getting bricks when dbc was on attempt
this sh+t fire, you can die if residue get on yo lips (huh)
i gotta pocket full of slips, i mean a pocket full of crip (pocket full of crip)
be careful what you say, i be done shot you in yo’ sh+t
i tried to pop him in his sh+t, but he ain’t die it was attempt
they saying i’m too famous to be ridin’ with my bl!ck
before i let one of these n+gga take my life, i’d rather sick
i break all the rules (rules), patek with the moon (huh)
my names in the rooms with execs, i’m a goon (i’m a goon)
when i touch down, sk!lla gotta check in with who? (with who?)
for the blue check, it get a n+gga checked out the blue
n+ggas keep speakin’ on my name, what you expect me to do?
got a treacherous crew, they like to step like a shoe (huh)
for that chicken, i’ll get a n+gga stretched in a coupe
for that broccoli, i’ll turn you to a vegetable too

[chorus]
i’ll get a n+gga stretched for a check, huh
i’ll make a n+gga check for a check, yeah
stayed down and got blessed with a check, huh
i used to have to finesse for a check, yeah
my young n+ggas go on hits for a check, huh
it ain’t sh+t for me to get me a check, yeah
every day, i’m tryna get me a check, yeah
i just want me a b+tch with a check, yeah
[verse 2]
huh, a n+gga tried to troll me and got hit in his head
now that n+gga really can’t say sh+t ’cause he dead
that’s what he get, got his stupid ass blitzed, all that playing
on the ‘gram, tryna show a broke b+tch he the man
still havin’ nightmares of n+ggas popping me
i bought ten new houses, that’s my version of a shopping spree
i been buyin’ property, i grew up playing monopoly
these n+ggas tough to y’all and not to me, i chose not to beef
huh, these n+ggas tapped out the beef
i got rich off rap, the only reason i got out the street
ten thousand ain’t lot to me
them crackers put a hundred thousand in my bank account a week (huh)

- skilla baby lyrics

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