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Playing Wit A Check Lyrics


Tony Shhnow Playing Wit A Check

[Intro]
I took my nigga off the bench because he shoot too much
I took his bitch and gave her back because she do too much
(Dj Yung Rel, wassup)
If it's beef my niggas junkies, niggas shoot shit up
It's a dress code, all my niggas keep it tucked
(Nigga, we major in this motherfucka' nigga
It's a movement nigga)
Aye
(This shit weren't overnight nigga
Niggas really stood in them traps)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I, go get the money
I swear it's something bout' them hunnids', I always want em
I feel that feeling in my stomach, I get up on it
I'm playing with a check, but I can't play with my opponents
That nigga don't get no money, then that nigga ain't none like me
All these hunnids', she giving me brain like shawty wanna get her GED
I'm riding with a K, but I got on CC
With a K swerve by, leave a nigga get six feet
Get the f..ck up out the field, you don't got on no cleats
Turn a nigga to a meal, watch a young nigga eat

[Verse]
I pour up purple, but my hoe got green cards
My leather soft, but you know I bling hard
I'm at the trap so much, I should start paying rent
I'm riding with that 9, I just hit me a 10
These niggas pillow talking tryna look cool
We gon' put your partner on the damn news
Call my trap Lowes, we just have tools
Call that boy into the office, you don't have school
I took my nigga off the bench because he shoot too much
I took his bitch and gave her back because she do too much
If it's beef my niggas junkies, niggas shoot shit up
It's a dress code, all my niggas keep it tucked
My nigga supply that bass till' the speaker bust
Put that sweeper to his face, told him eat the dust
She know I'm tweaking off that drank, I got my demon up
If you ain't talking about no bank then don't leave me up

[Chorus]
I, go get the money
I swear it's something bout' them hunnids', I always want em
I feel that feeling in my stomach, I get up on it
I'm playing with a check, but I can't play with my opponents
That nigga don't get no money, then that nigga ain't none like me
All these hunnids', she giving me brain like shawty wanna get her GED
I'm riding with a K, but I got on CC
With a K swerve by, leave a nigga get six feet
Get the f..ck up out the field, you don't got on no cleats
Turn a nigga to a meal, watch a young nigga eat


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