RN Check

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]

What?

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

Twenty hour flight to India just got walked down (Walked down)

She throw it back, she make it clap, I'ma need more rounds (More rounds)

Give you ten racks, sit on my lap, that's a first down (First down)

Fuck a famous nigga, get you a bust down (Bust down)

Bad bitch, couple friends

My crib, both are tens

Weed lit, must be twins (Must be twins)

Keep more than one in the bed

Don't give a fuck what they sayin'

I'm 'bout the money, that's that

Got tats, got dreads

Got stacks, got bands

Got packs, got plants

She clap, no hands (No hands)

Low-key, she a fan, bro think he Durant

(I'm on the phone) I ain't even land

Keep on askin' for the price like he need an answer

Shorty got a lot of ass, I think she a dancer (Dancer)

Want smoke? Bring a O in

Got no opps, but I'm with some strippers

So my new house got some poles in it (Poles in it)

Fine shit only, bend it over, touch her toesies

My lil' cousin by the stove with a gun and a Rollie (And a Rollie)

HDR (HDR), you gotta show me (Gotta show me)

Don't call me unc' (Don't call me unc'), I'm big homie

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]

All the bad bitches want a street nigga with a gun on him

Brought it with me in the club 'cause I know the club owner

Gettin' money feel good, don't it?

You really like her? Spend a dub on her

I can tell that ass real 'cause she let me rub on it

I fuck good and I smell good, come hug on me (Huh)

Real nigga, check (Check)

Fresh as fuck, check (Check)

Keep my bitch in check (Check)

She know I'm up a check (A check)

I fuck good, check (Check)

Ooh and that boy can dress too (Check)

Love a bitch with tattoos (Check)

Get money a real mood (Huh)

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]

My bitch cold, I touchdown in her end zone

My first job was a pound of weed and a flip phone

That gun boring, put a switch on it

When it's real smoke, cut that Wiz on

[Interlude: Skilla Baby]

Ayy, cut that Wiz on, these niggas say they want smoke

We 'bout to go slide on 'em

[Verse 3: Skilla Baby]

I know these niggas want my spot

I'm with a bad bitch on a yacht

They want me to crash out, but I'm not

Just got in a bang-out with the opps

I got the yay', I'm sittin' in the spot

I take it way, way too far

Bought my lil' young bitch a new car

I got a brand-new Audemar

Don't gotta prove shit, I'm rich

I'm in the stoley with a switch

Shouldn't be doin' this, I'm a star

Niggas like me, I raised the bar

I'm really way, way too up

I'm really way, way too up

None of my opps gon' catch up

I'm doin' way, way too much

Overly way, way too up

This shit gettin' way, way too deep

I'm like Dwyane Wade with the Heat

These niggas way, way too sweet

I'm really too swift on my feet

I got a famous bitch on her knees

[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa]

I got a good girl rollin' weed

I got a hotel by the beach

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]

All the bad bitches want a street nigga with a gun on him

Brought it with me in the club 'cause I know the club owner

Gettin' money feel good, don't it?

You really like her? Spend a dub on her

I can tell that ass real 'cause she let me rub on it

I fuck good and I smell good, come hug on me (Huh)

Real nigga, check (Check)

Fresh as fuck, check (Check)

Keep my bitch in check (Check)

She know I'm up a check (A check)

I fuck good, check (Check)

Ooh and that boy can dress too (Check)

Love a bitch with tattoos (Check)

Get money a real mood (Mood)