Testo Checkmate - Offset
Testo della canzone Checkmate (Offset), tratta dall'album KIARI:OFFSET (The Visual Album)
Straight out the Nawf (straight out the Nawf)
I'm havin' the sauce (I'm havin' the sauce)
The vault in the loft (the vault)
Pop out in New York
Got Chrome on the crosses, ain't takin' no loss (Chrome Heart)
They lied, I'm really the boss (they lied)
Two times, I filled up my opps (two times)
Fuck, three times, I hear the exhaust
Put a bitch out on the curb
200 large in a black Goyard (200), they pay me to chop up the word
I hit your crush and curved her (crush), I put the crushed ice in the peach crush with the syrup
Ay, these niggas be hos, they nervous, ay, she popped a Perc', it's workin', ay
New bitch ain't just bad, she perfect, run up the racks and tightened my circle
Check, ten million in blues, check (check)
Five racks on the shoes, check (check)
Hit the Met with your boo
Fashion Week killer, end up on the news, check (the Met)
I get dressed on the moon, check (the moon)
I want that, okay, cool, check (okay, cool)
Flew your bitch to Tulum (Tulum), I flood her out in the pool, smooth (check)
Ten million in blues, check (check)
Five racks on the shoes, check (check)
Hit the Met with your boo
Fashion Week killer, end up on the news, check (whoo, check)
I get dressed on the moon, check (the moon)
I want that, okay, cool, check (okay, cool)
Flew your bitch to Tulum, I flood her out in the pool, smooth
Nigga hatin' on me, I'ma fuck his bitch (hatin')
Comin' with a diss, but he ain't on shit (shit)
Cut his lights off when I hit this switch (frrt)
What the price cost? I'ma 'bout to hit this lick (hey)
What the hype 'bout? Niggas fall off quick (fall off)
Off the top rope like Raw, like Vince (raw)
Talkin' dawg shit when your dawg got spin't (spin't)
Eliantte, you can see it through the tint (hey)
I started this shit, watchin' my grind, niggas bought all my fits (they was watchin')
Hold up my britches, she fuck on my wrist
Sick of this ho, it's like yuck with that bitch (ugh)
Ballin' like I signed with clutch with these riches (clutch)
Kobe, I'm comin' in clutch with these hits (clutch)
Residence, I'm goin' pent' in the Ritz (pent')
M on a car, it ain't makin' no sense (sense)
Pop out, bad bitch comin' through, she do top out (pop out)
Fuck school and your rules, niggas dropped out (dropped out)
Playin' tic-tac-toe, it's a opp out (opp)
And my shooter like a janitor, the mop out (mop)
Was sleepin' on the floor in the trap house (hey)
Now we're trappin' 'round the globe, I'm a cash cow (cash)
She a muse, walkin' 'round with her ass out (muse)
I ain't tryna talk, nigga, put the cash out
Check, ten million in blues, check (check)
Five racks on the shoes, check (check)
Hit the Met with your boo
Fashion Week killer, end up on the news, check (the Met)
I get dressed on the moon, check (the moon)
I want that, okay, cool, check (okay, cool)
Flew your bitch to Tulum (Tulum), I flood her out in the pool, smooth, check (smooth)
Ten million in blues, check (check)
Five racks on the shoes, check (check)
Hit the Met with your boo
Fashion Week killer, end up on the news, check (whoo, check)
I get dressed on the moon, check (the moon)
I want that, okay, cool, check (okay, cool)
Flew your bitch to Tulum, I flood her out in the pool, smooth
Credits
Writer(s): Kiari Cephus, Oliver Sebastian Rodigan, Kevin Andre Price, Jerel Nance, Jaucquez Lowe, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons
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