Checks

[Hook] Yeah, I ain’t met a chick inside this world that I cannot smash I be wearing so much damn designer I don’t match Walk inside the club these niggas know I’m spending cash I be blowing bands, I’m all about my bands If that pussy good, I write a check [x3] I be writing checks, I’m all about my checks [Verse 1] I just flew from New York to LA right on a jet I asked your bitch if she ever gave brain on a jet I ain’t tryna front or tryna stunt, but I just flex So what is next, I told her Maybe you can meet my friends and we can all be friends We can do the seven weekend inside my bed I can’t lie, I’m hypnotized from that head I need that neck, straight up [Bridge] Shawty do her thing, she pop it then she drop it low Love it when she arch her back and then she touch her toes Love it when I hit it from the side, I pump it slow I let em know, straight up [Hook] [Verse 2] Got inside the club, I’m like “oh no not you girl” She said she Jamaican but she look Dominican I’m not into saving hoes, I ain’t Superman Or Peter Pan, straight up Girl don’t you dare look me in my eyes, I ain’t your man I’m just tryna get it for tonight, a one night stand I ain’t tryna cuddle up, that’s not the plan Bitch I’m the man, straight up [Bridge] [Hook]