The Check Point Lyrics - How Fly - Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

[Wiz Khalifa:]* 

Yeaaahhh bitch 

The Jets and the Taylor gang 

Champagne, paper planes 

You already know what it is man 

Young Khalifa, my nigga spitta 

Yeah 

Only living material, as long as the money straight they wanna see me fall 

But I got a crib that's over looking the city though, 

When a lot of bitches who wanna get in our videos 

Ten to twelve hour long trips, bong rips 

I ain't interested in what you sellin I run my own **** 

Made it through a long list, did my all 

Some will talk slick, but no contest, I'm dead stressed 

That's why the bitches love me, 

She leavin you to come where the liquor and drugs be 

I'm glass floor now you passport and over seas we watchin the sun rise, 

Smoke a joint out on the beach 

Write my name in the sand, I 

Never beena nigga who had a lucky nothin you can say everything I planned out, 

Now stand out, 

I fell asleep on the plane and woke up to people screamin my name 

[Chorus:] 

No matter which way I go, they tell me don't take that road 

But I never put my foot on the brake oh no, 

I Nnever put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh 

I don' think it's wrong (Jets) 

Doin a hundred but they tell me to take it slow (Nigga) 

But I never put my foot on the break oh no (It's the Planes and the Taylor Gang) 

I never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh (Got your bitches slippin off their wedding rings) 

[Curren$y:] 

Livin the life is just me, 

Some bitches my niggas in a crib full of vices 

But I don't do drugs, just weed 

Caution flags wave, and **** it I still speed 

And proceed to give them what they waitin for 

Daytona 500 guess who lightin joints up in the race car 

Play hard, but I work way harder to afford 

Boats, put your women on the water let 'em boogie board 

Slightly older still, sexy broad, think give me more 

Just strip for me without the tease, give me more 

Still rockin Golden Eye on the Nintendo 64 

Sayin they don't make 'em like this anymore 

Same goes for my whip, same goes for my kicks, rare 

And I don't rush to the store, they save me a pair 

Yeah, a nigga livin in the air 

Spending more time in the clouds then I spend on the ground 

Do the opposite, **** takin advice from these clowns 

That's why I mash the gas when they tell me slow down 

Yeaaa 

[Chorus:] 

No matter which way I go, they tell me don't take that road 

But I never put my foot on the brake oh no, 

I Never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh 

I don' think it's wrong 

Doin a hundred but they tell me to take it slow 

But I never put my foot on the break oh no 

I never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh