Check Me

[Intro]
Ah
Yeah
So who gon' check me?

[Verse 1]
Boy, I'm badder than all your decisions (Yeah)
I'm the blueprint for all of them bitches
I'm the reason they doing the hip shit
They ain't rap on these beats 'til I did it, huh
Lay flow got 'em all in a chokehold (Yeah)
She don't like me she prolly a broke hoe (What?)
They be gassing these nigga's Sonoco
But I can't trip bout no thot that's a no, no, yeah

[Chorus]
So who gon' check me?
No one, bitch, they gotta respect me
Ha, so who gon' check me?
Mm-mm, can't nobody step to me (Can't nobody step to me)
Mm, who gon' check me?
Fuck you mean? She gon' check me?
What? Who gon' check me? (Check me, check me)
Who gon' check me?

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, hold up (Yeah)
I'm bout to fuck up the club with my day one (Yeah)
He ate the box, fell in love said it's A1 (A1, A1)
I'm in that bitch for real
Yeah, so who gon' check me?
Who gon' check me? (What?)
Who gon' check me?
No one, bitch, they gotta respect me

[Verse 2]
Big Lay Banks motivate 'em like Kelly
In the stu' murdered this beat no melly
"You ready?" They askin'
"LB can you stop please?"
Give 'em hell I'm too fire can't stop me
Alicia Keys even made a song 'bout me
Said "This girl is on fire," that's 'bout me
Rappin' I don't break a sweat, I am not Keed
Let me tell you a lil' story 'bout me(UH-huh)
We started off dancing, we viral now (Yeah)
The world blickin', I'm trendin', they love my sound (Yeah)
And if you tryn bub, I ain't turnin' down (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You ain't Tyson, you can't stand no rounds with me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just repeat what I say like a parrot (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't like to brag but I know I'm the greatest (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Making songs so I can watch the kids shake it
All the boys come to the yard got that milkshake

[Chorus]
Ha, so who gon' check me?
No one bitch, they gotta respect me (Not you)
Ha so who gon' check me? (Ah-ha)
Mm-mm, can't nobody step to me (What?)
Mm, who gon' check me?
Fuck you mean? She gon' check
What? Who gon' check me? (check me, check me)
Who gon' check me?
Yeah, hold up

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, hold up (Yeah)
I'm bout to fuck up the club with my day one (Yeah)
He ate the box, fell in love said it's A1 (A1, A1)
I'm in that bitch for real
Yeah, so who gon' check me?
Ha, who gon' check me?
Who gon' check me?
No one, bitch, they gotta respect me

[Outro]
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, man, like
Big Lay Bankz, Big Bankz
Big motherfuckin' Philly
Big everything in the building
Like I ain't even gotta say too much like, c'mon' man, like
Who got the world blickin' (2RARE)
Philly got the world blickin' (Uh-huh, Jabril)
Who got the world blickin' (Raud geez)
Lay got the world blickin'
DJ cred that beat from Jumbo
You bitches sit on my back
Too humble, I'm in my back (Keep comin')
Talkin' that shit so I beg (Keep comin')
I ain't goofy like that
Firestart, with my fans out to link (Keep comin')
But they had to come again
So when they see us, bitches start to panic