Lakeyah – “Check” (ft. MoneyBagg Yo & DJ Drama)

Lakeyah shines on the new MoneyBagg Yo & DJ Drama-featured “CHECK” piece of music. Stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Lakeyah Check

It is Lakeyah’s time to shine as the Quality Control Music rapper has shared her DJ Drama-hosted Gangsta Grillz mixtape, My Time. She’s an artist whose rise to fame is an inspiration to others looking to become the next star. Lakeyah has been grinding behind the scenes for her moment in the spotlight, and after being named one ofXXL’s Freshmen for 2021, her fanbase has only grown with more visibility.

My Time hosts a feature from Moneybagg Yo on “Check,” a track that stays true to the Memphis rapper’s tempo while also pairing well with Lakeyah’s delivery. “S/o everybody who helped with this project. You can def hear the growth from prior tapes! THREE TAPES IN A YEAR????? The hard way,” she wrote on Instagram.

Lakeyah – Check (ft. MoneyBagg Yo & DJ Drama)

Lyrics

[Intro: Lakeyah & DJ Drama]
I told all these bitches, I ain’t goin’ broke
We keepin’ all the checks in rotation (Checkmate)
Gettin’ the check on a daily basis (Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up though)
Yeah, yeah (Ignis)

[Chorus: Lakeyah]
Ain’t goin’ back broke, I done ran up a check (A check)
Ain’t comin’ outside, ‘less I’m makin’ a check (A check)
Bitch, I got on now I’m takin’ they checks (They checks)
Throwin’ up ones make her rake up the check
I’m bout a check (Check), I got a check (Check)
Every bitch that’s with me she for sure got a check (She do)
Can’t play with these hoes, I ain’t sweet, you get checked
If you hear that phone ring better know it’s a check (Brr)
Bitch, that’s a check (I got a check)

[Verse 1: Lakeyah]
I got like thirty some racks in this Gucci bag (I do)
I pick it up and go to checkout, I don’t check the tag (Yeah)
I don’t really want your nigga, you can get him back
Bitch, stop talkin’ out your ass, we ain’t havin that
Checks, I’m really havin’ that, I’m really havin’ that
Same bitch that say she up now, I’m laughin’ at
I’m tryna go, fuck with me, you get your cookie rolled
Face the smoke until we blind, cataracts (Hey)
Sick of these niggas, I might need a check up
Tell that broke nigga to go run a check up (Go run a check up)
I double my profit for bookings, the check up
Make it rain every day, still won’t go put the check up
Lay, put my arm in the sky, it’s a sun on my wrist
Married the money, in love with the shit (I am)
Feelin’ like Nicki, I’m sonin’ a bitch
Man I’m feelin’ like Wayne, havin’ fun with this shit
Whip (Woo, skrr), dash
Bodyin’ bitches, I’m back on they ass (I am)
Uh, wrist (Woo), glass
Upgraded my shit, I’m ahead of my class
I’m different from all of these bitches, I really be spittin’
Came in and I stood on they necks (Stood on they necks)
Really feel harder than niggas and bitch I be spendin’
‘Cause Key really fuck up a check (Fuck up a check)

[Chorus: Lakeyah]
Ain’t goin’ back broke, I done ran up a check (A check)
Ain’t comin’ outside, ‘less I’m makin’ a check (A check)
Bitch, I got on now I’m takin’ they checks (They checks)
Throwin’ up ones make her rake up the check
I’m bout a check (Check), I got a check (Check)
Every bitch that’s with me she for sure got a check (She do)
Can’t play with these hoes, I ain’t sweet, you get checked
If you hear that phone ring better know it’s a check (Brr)
Bitch, that’s a check (I got a check)

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Go
I ain’t do nothin’ but talk my shit
Got rich niggas worried ’bout me (Why?)
Man, get off my dick unfollow me (Bye)
Hoe get off my page, stop stalkin’ me (Hoe)
Bitch, get off my shit, especially, if it ain’t ’bout no check (Nike)
Who fuckin’ with me, I ain’t met ’em yet (No one like me)
Shorty gon’ fuck me ’cause bus on my neck (Wet)
I bet not pay for no sex (Never that)
The less you show (What?), the less they know (Facts)
Mini Patek, blew a check on my hoe (Mwah)
Been a trendsetter, baguettes on a rope (Dope)
Chargin’ an insurance check for a show (Woah)
Get me a Kevin Durant for a boat (Send it)
Wockesha, half a line, keep me a float
Swipe for the details when I make a post
Big Speaker locked in with the female G.O.A.T (Go)
I’m ’bout a bag (Money)
Purple label jeans, I’m on they ass
Five different whips, same color my rag (Facts)
Board a private jet, no buddy pass (No)
Guess I’m [?], had to steal my respect (Give me)
He a lame then came up on a check (Square)
These R.I.P bullets go through a vest
Custom choppas ain’t no runnin’ from that (No, grrr)

[Chorus: Lakeyah]
Ain’t goin’ back broke, I done ran up a check (A check)
Ain’t comin’ outside, ‘less I’m makin’ a check (A check)
Bitch, I got on now I’m takin’ they checks (They checks)
Throwin’ up ones make her rake up the check
I’m bout a check (Check), I got a check (Check)
Every bitch that’s with me she for sure got a check (She do)
Can’t play with these hoes, I ain’t sweet, you get checked
If you hear that phone ring better know it’s a check (Brr)
Bitch, that’s a check (I got a check)