Check (feat. RAYE) - International Artist Remix

Hold me, never said you're gonna do that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Move me, never said that you would do that

Now, love me, never said that you would do that

No no no no, babe, look what you do to me, no

Baby, will you go and let's slide

You don't gotta worry, I told your boss, you can leave

I can give you just enough time

Just enough time to make make you to fall in love with me

What you want Givenchy, Louis, Gucci,

Birkin, Hermes, Christian, Amiri, ERD

Dripped in Elliante, now everybody on your body

Never sorry

Which color 'Rari should I hop in?, chain ockey

Be my bitch and my friend and never worry

Big 40 in a big Benz 'cause they lurking

Wrist got a hundred and ten worth of diamonds

'Cause she wanna fuck me with her friend, I like it

Say she wanna give me good head, how I like it

I slept in the wrong bed but I like it

Remember when we was sitting in your bed getting naked

Remember when you were saying how I fuck too crazy

I bet I can make you say I love you baby

I know you hate being rushed, yeah, look

I'll take over the whole world for you baby

You 'gon tell me that ain't enough, yeah

I got all this Christian Dior for you baby

When you 'gon come and pick it up, yeah

How many times I went raw for you baby?

Crazy that...

She makin' me weed check

Grinder check

Rizla check

I got the lighter check

Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess

And you can lay upon my chest

She makin' me weed check

Grinder check

Rizla check

I got the lighter check

Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess

And you can lay upon my chest, yeah

Baby girl, you coming around,

I know you staying around me because you never wanna leave, bomboclat

And then I'll go in and out and then I hear

Your sound saying, I'm everything you need, ooh yeah

You wanna know where we can go?

All the way to Fernando

You wanna be my Nintendo?

But you gotta know I don't play no games

Everything I say is true

I'd be a mess here without you

And I'll hold you down, you don't need to stress

So let me just lay upon your chest

She makin' me weed check

Grinder check

Rizla check

I got the lighter check

Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess

And you can lay upon my chest

She makin' me weed check

Grinder check

Rizla check

I got the lighter check

Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess

And you can lay upon my chest, aye ya

There something in my ride

Baby, it's my big black 9

Hoping that it don't take your life

Baby, you will feel alright

Listen, baby girl, there's something in my ride (no, no, no)

Baby, it's my big black 9 (no, no, no)

Hoping that it don't take your life

Baby, you will feel alright, feel alright

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah