BiC Fizzle – Check Lyrics

Check Lyrics – BiC Fizzle (feat. Big Yavo)

(Red Dead, I’m so fuckin’ bumpin’, bruh)
(Load it up, Motif)

I be wherever the check at, just left the bank, I don’t go unless the check hit, uh
Scratch this shit off of my check list (Huh?), I’m tryna see what to buy next (Uh)
First mill’, I’m buying the projects, next mill’, probably go blow it on High-TEC (Huh?)
W-Why you be clutchin’ yo’ five stick? Huh?
I feel the fuck nigga tryin’ me, I feel the fuck nigga tryin’ me

Still posted up with that iron, lil’ bro, with a whole ‘lotta sider behind me (Whole ‘lotta sider behind me)
Still in the hood, can’t go Hollywood, swear to God, it is not that hard to go find me (Yeah, it not that hard)
Do you know how it feel when you’re broke to your last?
If you don’t get it, who else gon’ buy it? (Who else gon’ buy it?)
Hard time turned the young nigga too slimey, lil’ cuh been working the stick while he driving (Boom, boom)
I’m the type to go blitz a boy ’bout a penny (A penny)
Five ten but ain’t not ho card in it (No ho)
Just walked the limit, left out, dropped five (Dropped five), but I gotta forty below in my britches (Britches)
Know it’s forever paper over bitches (Huh?), no disrespect to my ho out in Memphis (Ho out in Memphis)
I’ll be broke cookin’ up in the kitchen, he teaching me how to profit off of a penny (A penny)

I be wherever the check at, just left the bank, I don’t go unless the check hit, uh
Scratch this shit off of my check list (Huh?), I’m tryna see what to buy next (Uh)
First mill’, I’m buying the projects, next mill’, probably go blow it on High-TEC (Huh?)
W-Why you be clutchin’ yo’ five stick? Huh? (Damn)
I feel the fuck nigga tryin’ me (Damn), I feel the fuck nigga tryin’ me

I fuck with that blick, got that blick like I’m lifestyle
Glock 23, that ho high, hit that bitch, it gon’ go sizzle (Huh?)
Bruh gon’ hop out, shoot that bitch ‘fore he jugg addicts
He had the dope up, came up, had to pass ’em some slippers
Glock hit his face, now his nose like Squidward (Damn)
Got a card and the time still opp’ sale
Opps on the list that I still ain’t bought yet (Bought yet)
Then put the Drac’ to his lip like Carmex (Ayy, let’s go)
Everyday I just wake up and play ball (Play ball)
Casamigos make the lit bitch take off (Damn, off)
She sippin’ Quavo, my line’s a Huncho (A Huncho)
We in the strip club, better put on a punch holder
Tell my plug, “Need it right now, pronto” (Ayy, yo)
I’m high as a blue jay, I’ma fly to Toronto (Let’s go get it)
I’m havin’ this shit, say, I’m from the hood (‘m from the-)
In the foreign on E, still I put gas in this G (Let’s go)

I be wherever the check at, just left the bank, I don’t go unless the check hit, uh
Scratch this shit off of my check list (Huh?), I’m tryna see what to buy next (Uh)
First mill’, I’m buying the projects, next mill’, probably go blow it on High-TEC (Huh?)
W-Why you be clutchin’ yo’ five stick? Huh?
I feel the fuck nigga tryin’ me, I feel the fuck nigga tryin’ me

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