"Check Up" lyrics

(Pew-pew-pew-pew, pew-pew-pew-pew)
(Let's go-go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go-go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go-go, Lil Uzi Vert, let's go-go)
Okay (Let's go, let's go, let's go-go)
Let's go, okay (Yeah)

I'm on the road, I gotta rest up, my nigga (Woo)
I get the money, get the check up, my nigga (Woo)
Okay, I just got a check up, my nigga (Woo)
You try to play me, put a check on you niggas (Woo)
All that dissin' just for me and my niggas (Woo)
I got a R8, this not TT, my nigga (Skrr)
Chanel, can't CC, young nigga
I brought a Benz for my TT, my nigga (Yeah)
Too much money, shit gon' EE, my nigga
We got real bullets, not no BBs, my nigga (Yeah)
Diamonds hittin', that's them VVs, my nigga
They all reflecting like a CD, my nigga (Uh)
I'm on the road, I gotta rest up, my nigga
I get the money, get the check up, my nigga (Yeah)
Okay, I just got a check up, my nigga
You try to play me, put a check on you niggas (Woo)

Pull up, Lamb', no, this is not a, um, Civic (Woo)
I beat her back out even if she religious (Yeah)
I be ballin', yeah, I'm still on my pivot
Pull up, whippin' big ol' truck like Roy Hibbert (Let's go)
I be hittin', fade a nigga contendin'
When life got lemonade, you gotta have lemons (Uh)
My pockets big, yeah, yo' shit is, um, midget
I'm spendin' well over my daily limit (Yeah)
Everything that we chop is extended (Uh)
Hundred thousand for my chain, not the pendant
But the pendant cost me, um, like fifty
I be hittin', sweatin', yeah, I got her so drenched in it (Yes)
In her body, um, injected the insulin
Got her moanin', got her moanin' like instantly
Oh my God, she just had a epiphany
I can feel it, yeah, they all wanna finish me (Phew)
I can feel it, she can feel it, yeah
She can feel it, she can feel it, yeah (Yeah)
She can feel it, she can feel it, yeah (Yeah)
She can feel it, she can feel it, yeah (Yeah)
I can count up to five million, yeah
All my bitches, yeah, Brazilians, yeah (Let's go)
You can never reach my ceilings, yeah (No)
And my crib like a building, yeah (Yeah)

I'm on the road, I gotta rest up, my nigga (Woo)
I get the money, get the check up, my nigga (Woo)
Okay, I just got a check up, my nigga (Woo)
You try to play me, put a check on you niggas (Woo)
All that dissin' just for me and my niggas (Woo)
I got a R8, this not TT, my nigga (Skrr)
Chanel, can't CC, young nigga
I brought a Benz for my TT, my nigga (Yeah)
Too much money, shit gon' EE, my nigga
We got real bullets, not no BBs, my nigga (Yeah)
Diamonds hittin', that's them VVs, my nigga
They all reflecting like a CD, my nigga (Let's go)
I'm on the road, I gotta rest up, my nigga
I get the money, get the check up, my nigga (Phew)
Okay, I just got a check up, my nigga
You try to play me, put a check on you niggas (Lil Uzi Vert)

Try to play me, try to play me, nigga
You can't ever be me, you can never ever stand in my shoes (Yeah)
You can never stand me (Yeah), you can never take care of ten families (Let's go)
You can never ever do it (Let's go), you can never ever get the money like us (Let's go)
You can never ever move it (Let's go), you can never ever move it without snitchin', nigga (Yeah)
You a bitch nigga, you a ho, nigga
And these niggas tryna steal my flow, nigga
Suicide, kill-yourself door, nigga
Brought the double R off the floor, nigga (Skrr)
You would never know, nigga
You ain't got as much, keep it slow, nigga
Better count it up, get the roll, nigga
I don't play around in the road, nigga
I don't play around in the road, nigga
Fucked your bitch in the road, nigga (Woah, woah, woah)
Make her bend it over, grab her toe, nigga
Gave her back, she's a gold digger (Uh)
This swag, you don't know nigga
Can't find these clothes in stores, nigga (At all)
I've been gettin' money, on my bro, nigga
I can spend it, on my bro, nigga (Yeah)

I'm on the road, I gotta rest up, my nigga (Woo)
I get the money, get the check up, my nigga (Woo)
Okay, I just got a check up, my nigga (Woo)
You try to play me, put a check on you niggas (Woo)
All that dissin' just for me and my niggas (Woo)
I got a R8, this not TT, my nigga (Skrr)
Chanel, can't CC, young nigga
I brought a Benz for my TT, my nigga
Too much money, shit gon' EE, my nigga (Yeah)
We got real bullets, not no BBs, my nigga (Let's go)
Diamonds hittin', that's them VVs, my nigga (Yeah)
They all reflecting like a CD, my nigga (Let's go)
I'm on the road, I gotta rest up, my nigga (Yeah)
I get the money, get the check up, my nigga (Let's go)
Okay, I just got a check up, my nigga (Yeah)
You try to play me, put a check on you niggas (Let's go)

(Phew, phew)
Let's go (Phew, phew)
Let's go