Xavier Wulf Check It Out Lyrics

[Intro]
Squat made the beat
Go Grizz
Who?
W-W-W-Winner's Circle

[Verse 1]
We was coolin', smokin', minding our own business
Why he hatin'? Why he mad? Why you lying, bitch?
I don't care about nobody but my own clique
And if you test, we gon' show him how to throw a fit
f*ck a bitch, boy, and f*ck a nigga too, shit
I give no f*ck about who the f*ck you cooling with
You gon' all fall, lil nigga, let's get started with it
I ain't a friend, I'm the end, nigga, deal with it
I'm in tip top shape, I wouldn't play with it
I smoke a hundred new blunts when the day begin
What we eatin' today? My nigga I feel Italian
What's your name again?, baby, I wasn't listening
f*ck a bitch, boy, and f*ck a nigga too, shit
I give no f*ck about who the f*ck she came with
They all schemin' for a reason to be seen here
I told her, "Bitch, uh, no thank you, I don't need you, dear"
You see me riding solo but I don't need shit
I light a blunt and forget about a hatin' bitch Why you mad, boy? You could've been on the same ship
But you a lame with no lane to your name, bitch
I'm a East Memphis nigga we ain't gon' chill with ya
We don't spare 'em, we ain't gon' cut no damn deals with ya
f*ck fame, nigga, I'ma keep it real with ya
I made your main bitch turn her other cheek to ya
f*ck a bitch, boy, and f*ck a nigga too, shit
Trunk banging, bitch thought I threw a zoo in it
I pull up and act a ass, I bought a mule with it
I've been a fool since the first day of school with it
Uh uh, nuh uh, she went too easy, I'ma let you hit it
I pull up with a bitch that you can never say you hit
I'm a mack, not a player I can teach her shit
Only if she got a brain will I deal with it

[Hook]
f*ck a bitch, boy, and f*ck a nigga too, shit
How you lose all of the love from your home clique?
Three faced f*ck niggas always switching shit
I'ma switch a new face and end the day, bitch
Who? nigga (who?)