Xavier Wulf – Check It Out lyrics

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

[Verse]
We was coolin', smokin', mindin' our own business
Why he hatin'? Why he mad? Why you lyin', bitch?
I don't care about nobody but my own clique
And if you test, we gon' show him how to throw a fit
Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a nigga too, shit
I give no fuck about who the fuck you coolin' 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 listenin'
Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a nigga too, shit
I give no fuck about who the fuck 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 ridin' solo but I don't need shit
I light a blunt, then 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
Fuck fame, nigga, I'ma keep it real with ya
I made your main bitch turn the other cheek to ya
Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a nigga too, shit
Trunk bangin', 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]
Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a nigga too, shit
How you lose all of the love for your home clique?
Three faced fuck niggas always switchin' shit
I'ma switch a new face and end the day, bitch

[Outro]
Who? Who, nigga
Who? Who?