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Lyrics Dave East Checc ft Offset

[Intro – Dave East]
You dig?
Uh, feel bad, go everyday
A lot of money, yeah, uh wait
A lot of jewelery, I look like a check n—a
Ay, ay, ay, ay

[Verse 1 – Dave East]
Whipping up Ebola like milk
Tryna take my chain and get killed
They talk like they gangster not built
I jump out the wraith off a bill
I f–k your b—h, I don’t kiss her (never)
I dont know how I failed to miss her (I don’t)
I’m on some s–t, like a tissue
.50 my clip for the issue
I drag the bag open a marching band
Sticks and drums, is you dumb?
Where I am from, we tat the hood on us
Get a gun a n—a run
I always knew money would come
Bring your b—h over, get all up in her guts
I’m kickin s–t like I punt
I switching my b—h like every month
I be with blood and with crips
In love with the avenue, hugging the strip
Jump out the wagon, got hunnids to get
Play 21 Savage, while f—–g your b—h
Wake up, and go take a trip
I’m drunk off Champagne, and I’m ordering shrimp
It ain’t hard to notice I’m rich, I had a dream that we all hit a lick

[Hook/Chorus – Dave East]
Diamonds all on me, I walk with a pistol
I don’t want no issues, I look like a check
I’m at the bank, ’bout to make a deposit
I know that they plotting, I look like a check
I’m in Givenchy, Louis and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look like a check
All my young n—-s gon’ work for check
Keep looking at paper, my eyes on a check
Diamonds all on me, I walk with a pistol
I don’t want no issues, I look like a check
I’m at the bank, ’bout to make a deposit
I know that they plotting, I look like a check
I’m in Givenchy, Louis and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look like a check
All my young n—-s gon’ work for check
Keep looking at paper, my eyes on a check

[Verse 2 – Offset]
Offset!….
Hunneds gon’ send them a message
(?)
Wearing a cross on my chest like i’m a Reverend
Tie up my shoes, little b—h you a peasent
Yeah, figures so deep, I got a pistol
I got the AP, i’m quick to go (?)
Yeah, Momma told me watch the circles
You got the check, now don’t let n—-s pluck you
(?) under cover
Still having dreams, on the swings with my brother
I want that (?) and commas
You don’t see why I’ve been feining all summer
(?) then turn to a zombie
200k for the Jet, go to London
Do what I say, shoot the K out the Hummer
Swerving and (?)
I got the bag lil hoe
Diamonds looking like the cantaloupe
(?) n—-s for the cash, hello
Finesse a n—a with the swag, I blow
I get the paper, smooth operator
Saw you in a booth, full of gators
(?) now or later
(?) now or later

[Hook/Chorus – Dave East]
Diamonds all on me, I walk with a pistol
I don’t want no issues, I look like a check
I’m at the bank, ’bout to make a deposit
I know that they plotting, I look like a check
I’m in Givenchy, Louis and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look like a check
All my young n—-s gon’ work for check
Keep looking at paper, my eyes on a check
Diamonds all on me, I walk with a pistol
I don’t want no issues, I look like a check
I’m at the bank, ’bout to make a deposit
I know that they plotting, I look like a check
I’m in Givenchy, Louis and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look like a check
All my young n—-s gon’ work for check
Keep looking at paper, my eyes on a check

[Verse 3 – Dave East]
I had no Audemar or no Rollie, when I swing nothing else like my Patek
I got a chance to get all of these millions
Got no time for chilling, I wake up like next
And I had an uncle that used to get money Uptown
He used to make me get fresh
I had on Gucci, before I could tell you what it was
And I had it on in the Jecks
I’m like I know when to rest
Gucci blew, I want a jet for diamonds, we damage your neck
My feel on naked b—–s combine with Gabana and Dolce, it feel like the best
I’m in Bahama with back-ends, I might get head from a fat friend
If we don’t know you, then we texting
I’m from New York, she love my accent
I remember I was trapping, duct tape another package
You living like it couldn’t happen, f–k n—a, you just rapping
I know some demons, I’m a savage
Molly and got them laughing
Don’t compare, I’m not no average
B—–s staring, ’cause I’m flashing

[Hook/Chorus – Dave East]
Diamonds all on me, I walk with a pistol
I don’t want no issues, I look like a check
I’m at the bank, ’bout to make a deposit
I know that they plotting, I look like a check
I’m in Givenchy, Louis and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look like a check
All my young n—-s gon’ work for check
Keep looking at paper, my eyes on a check
Diamonds all on me, I walk with a pistol
I don’t want no issues, I look like a check
I’m at the bank, ’bout to make a deposit
I know that they plotting, I look like a check
I’m in Givenchy, Louis and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look like a check
All my young n—-s gon’ work for check
Keep looking at paper, my eyes on a check

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