Check Me Lyrics by Wizz Havinn is brand new song sung by Wizz Havinn and music of this latest song is given by DDotFreezing. Check Me song lyrics are also penned down by Wizz Havinn.
| Song: | Check Me |
| Singer: | Wizz Havinn |
| Music: | DDotFreezing |
| Lyrics: | Wizz Havinn |
| Album: | Super Wizz (2023) |
Check Me Lyrics
(DDot cold as a motherf*cker, on God)
N!gga
Ayy, ayy
N!gga, uh
Super Wizz, n!gga (Aight, come on)
(Aight, come on)
Uh, uh (Yeah)
Pull up striker, man, them crackers can’t even catch me (Skrrt)
I can’t wait to go and drop a bag on my neckpiece (On my neckpiece)
Yellowbone b!tch, she tryna caress me (Uh)
N!ggas on that hatin’ sh!t, I swear that be my pet peeve (f*ck)
Ayy, you lookin’ for me, I be where the check be (n!gga)
In the field, on my sideline where the TEC be (Brrr)
I ain’t come to talk, I came to collect cheese (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Littest youngin in the city, n!gga, who gon’ check me? (Who gon’ check me?)
I be out the door, I ain’t duckin’ wreck, B (Nah)
Flush a n!gga ass off vert if he test me (Brrr)
Walkin’ out the dentist, n!gga, yellin’, “Cheese, please” (Cheese)
Could’ve went VV, but I’m a Florida boy, I need these (22, n!gga, K)
Tell ’em keep this sh!t on repeat (On repeat)
Pu$$y n!gga play today, then I’ma just hit delete (Baow)
Know I’m ballin’ major, man, these n!ggas in the D League (n!gga, uh)
I don’t wanna f*ck no regular ho, I’m tryna f*ck on RiRi (f*ck on RiRi)
She gon’ eat me sloppy, clean it off, yeah, she a neat freak (She a neat freak)
F*ck ’round and hit the curb in the foreign, heard a beep-beep (f*ck)
I wake up early morning tryna see what’s the lick read? (What’s the lick read?)
Tryna book me, n!gga, you better have a ten-piece (Have a ten, n!gga)
Pull up striker, man, them crackers can’t even catch me (Can’t even catch me)
I can’t wait to go and drop a bag on my neckpiece (Yeah)
Yellowbone b!tch, she tryna caress me (To caress me)
N!ggas on that hatin’ sh!t, I swear that be my pet peeve (That be my pet peeve)
Ayy, you lookin’ for me, I be where the check be (Where the check be)
In the field, on my sideline where the TEC be (Where the TEC be)
I ain’t come to talk, I came to collect cheese (Yeah, yeah)
Littest youngin in the city, n!gga, who gon’ check me? (n!gga, uh)
Ayy, n!gga
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, uh, who gon’ check me?
Uh, sideline where the TEC be
N!gga, ayy, n!gga, uh
