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Playboi Carti - Check Please Version 2 Lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti & Rubi Rose]
(What?)
What you say? Say that again
Why you block me? What's up? What's up with you?
Say—what you mean what's up with me?
What's up with you?
Tell me what—exactly what you mean (What?)
What you block me for?
Uh, I ain't block you
Then you lyin'
How I'm lying? (Yeah)
Because I just called you from my number unblocked maybe
And it went through
And then I called you from my number blocked
And it didn't go through
Hold up, hold up, now I can't hear you
Yeah, what's up with you? (What?)
What's up with you?
What's up?
Carti, why you ignoring me?
Answer my calls, Carti
Carti, what the fuck?
Carti

[Chorus]
Shawty gon' nut on the team
3500 for these (3500 for these)
Check, please (What?)
I got your hoe on a leash, all on her knees (Yeah)
Ready to preach (Preach)
Suck on my dick like a leech (Leech)
All of these bitches, they want to fuck Carti 'cause Carti, he got a lil guap (Guap, guap)
Fuck that lil' bitch in my car
Diamonds, they shine in the dark
I got the K and the saw
50 round drum in that bitch
I'm down with the mob (Mob)
[Post-Chorus]
All of my hitters go hard
All of my niggas go hard
All of my hitters go hard
All of my niggas go off
All of my hitters go off
All of my niggas go off
All of my hitters go off
All of my niggas go off
All of my hitters go off
All of my niggas go off
All of my niggas go off
All of my niggas go off

[Verse]
I put my soul in the mist
You took a shot and you missed
Shawty be clean like a dish
Fuckin' your bitch then I ditch
Smashin' your bitch, that lil bitch need dish
Lil'-ass hoe, lil'-ass hoe can't keep the kid
Big bankroll, big bankroll in this bitch
Big bankroll, big bankroll, shawty, roll
That's your hoe, better get your hoe
Let her go, she ain't tryna go
Let her know
Let her know, let her know, let her go
Let her know, she struggling, she nervous
I think she nervous, she nervous, she nervous
I think she nervous, she nervous, she nervous
[Chorus]
Shawty gon' nut on the team
3500 for these (3500 for these)
Check, please (What?)
I got your hoe on a leash, all on her knees (Yeah)
Ready to preach (Preach)
Suck on my dick like a leech (Leech)
All of these bitches, they want to fuck Carti 'cause Carti, he got a lil guap (Guap, guap)
Fuck that lil' bitch in my car
Diamonds, they shine in the dark
I got the K and the saw
50 round drum in that bitch
I'm down with the mob (Mob)

[Post-Chorus]
All of my hitters go hard
All of my niggas go hard
All of my hitters go hard
All of my niggas go off
All of my hitters go off
All of my niggas go off
All of my hitters go off
All of my niggas go off
All of my hitters go off
All of my niggas go off
All of my niggas go off
All of my niggas go off
[Outro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, slatt