Check Lyrics - Young Thug

I can see that bullshit from a mile away 

You can stack my money about a mile away 

I got three white bitches like it's powder day 

Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei 

And all my bitches sexy, call them Barbies 

She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby no way 

And lately I've been on that D'usse 

I got me a check, I got a check 

Y'all, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Y'all, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Y'all, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Money on my mind, I got money on my brain 

Money in my pants, I got money, I call change 

20, 50, 100, 5, all the millions made 

Big hundred dollar, screamin' free Gucci Mane 

If I need some racks I'mma flip me some packs 

I talk like I want and she don't say nothin' back 

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If cops pull up I put that crack in my crack 

Or I put that brack in my brack 

Call little shawty, made her fuck on my brodie 

If you don't owe me bitch still act like you owe me 

I promise I won't ever quit bitch, I'm Kobe 

And I wear that white, you can snow me 

Stoner Young Thugger 

I whip it that bitch yeah she know me Young Thugger 

Yeah, she stuntin' like butter 

The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler 

Leave it to Beaver 

I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet 'em 

Yeah, they all wanna greet 'em 

They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat 'em 

No they won't tease on that dick 

They won't read on that dick, they won't leash on that dick 

No Felicia that dick, Mamacita that dick 

They gone snitch on that dick 

And she screamin' loud, she can't secret that dick 

Mama a beast on that dick 

If she bad, I'm gonna Four Season that bitch 

Eat that lil bitch, I'mma feast that lil bitch 

I got me a check, I got a check 

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Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Money on my mind, I got money on my brain 

Money in my pants, I got money, I call change 

20, 50, 100, 5, all the millions made 

Big hundred dollar, screamin' free Gucci Mane 

Bitch I'm a Migo, I play with kilo 

When I put ice on, I am sub zero 

All of my niggas, they hard, call 'em beetles 

Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger and reagles 

Droppin' the top on the Bentley, I'm with the Birdman, yeah the eagle 

Geeked out my mind, man I'm tripping out 

I don't know none of these people 

Hey my little shawty, go get me a four and bring back me a liter 

Yes, I got drugs, I'm not worried about that 

They know they can get wet and I swear 

I got me a check, I got a check 

Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check 

Money on my mind, I got money on my brain 

Money in my pants, I got money, I call change 

20, 50, 100, 5, all the millions made 

Big hundred dollar, screamin' free Gucci Mane