Letra de Check Please - Sauce Walka

(Feat. Sauce Walka, Lil Jairmy, Mg Lil Bubba)

Alias Artístico: Albert Walker Mondane

INFORMACIÓN DEL SENCILLO:

"Check Please" es una canción interpretada por Sauce Walka y Mg Lil Bubba. 

Fecha de lanzamiento: 14 de marzo del año 2025. 

Check Please Lyrics


Yeah, buddy, ballin' like a big shot

Escalade tuned up, NASCAR, pit stop

Diamonds in my mouth, I don't even need a wristwatch

Sayin' that you got it, you can fuck around and get got

I'ma stretch the lean out like a ballerina

I be lookin' for money like, "Have you seen her?"

Got a mouth full of water like Catalina

I be sippin' that drank like I'm Justin Bieber

Bad bitty with the small titties wanna sex me

Eat it like a king, told the bitch, "Check please"

I can grab that Escalade-V or the 'Vette keys

Deep, deep in that water, I need a jet-ski

Vroom, I ride my wave on 'em, huh

I'm makin' plays on 'em

Put my foot on they neck and it stay on 'em

He want problems, I'm puttin' the Bay on him


It's automatic when it come to static

I'ma get it crackin' in this bitch, so what's up, lil' ho? (So what's up, lil' ho?)

You say that you want it, make sure you for sure (Make sure you for sure)

My shooters, they on it, they ready to go (They ready to go)

Go, go, Gadget, walk up with the ratchet

I'ma let him have it, that's it, ran out of luck, lil' ho (Luck, lil' ho)

Don't need no practice, I'm uppin' the score (I'm uppin' the score)

I jump off the top rope, think the mattress done broke (Think the mattress done broke)

Boy, my cup muddy, clutchin' on a big Glock

Reachin' for my neck, that's the quickest way to get shot

Beat him up, left him all scratched just like hip-hop

Slapped him with my pockets, left him with a big knot

Where the drank man? Gotta go and make a pit stop (Go and make a pit stop)

Quarter-million dollars, went and spent it on a wristwatch (Spent it on a wristwatch)

Got her ass open like a book I'm finna write in

I ain't talkin' football, but she got a tight end

Ooh, that's disgusting

Like a fat ass in some small pants, T bustin'

I'ma hit it hard, make the bitch keep cussin' (Cussin')

I ain't got time to do shit, I'm hustlin' (I'm hustlin')

He don't wanna really bump heads, he bluffin' (He bluffin')

Pussy-ass nigga can't beat me in nothin' (Can't beat me in nothin')

Kill your ass and go to sleep, it won't be on my conscience (Conscience)

Shoot way OT to a whole 'nother country, nigga, yeah (To a whole 'nother country)


Yeah, buddy, ballin' like a big shot

Escalade tuned up, NASCAR, pit stop

Diamonds in my mouth, I don't even need a wristwatch

Sayin' that you got it, you can fuck around and get got

I'ma stretch the lean out like a ballerina

I be lookin' for money like, "Have you seen her?"

Got a mouth full of water like Catalina

I be sippin' that drank like I'm Justin Bieber

Bad bitty with the small titties wanna sex me

Eat it like a king, told the bitch, "Check please"

I can grab that Escalade-V or the 'Vette keys

Deep, deep in that water, I need a jet-ski

Vroom, I ride my wave on 'em, huh (Oohwee)

I'm makin' plays on 'em

Put my foot on they neck and it stay on 'em (Hmm, oohwee)

He want problems, I'm puttin' the Bay on him (Oohwee, oohwee)


Codeine is floatin' up outta my— mm, mhm

Floatin' up out of my penis

She wanna suck me inside the arena

Louis V denim came straight from the cleaners

Double D's on the cutter, she sing like Selena

I walked to the plug and then drove back the ninas

Runnin' from the laws got me barkin' the engine

Can't catch me, I'm doggin' the Demon

Drip with the gangsters that's plottin' and schemin'

Just bought a pint, got me honestly fiendin'

Really woke up in a mansion, cartoons on the ceiling

Worth millions, bro, thought I was dreaming

Raised with the OGs, Big Pokey, we leanin' (We leanin')

Dope in my cup cost an LV beanie (Uh-huh)

Bitch grant whatever I wish, she genie

She tryna hot my dog, eat weenie

Better have my money on time

Yeah, shawty, she a ten, but the looks ain't gettin' her a dime

Put the chopper on his head, face, recline (Rrah)

Streamin' this shit, Kai Cenat

Fat-booty bitch, Alexis Skye

Stand on the business, adjust the tie

Stick with a dot, lowercase I

Kidnap a pint, see state-fair Pai

Why? You don't mess with Texas

Our guns legal, get shot for this necklace

Cow and Booga, kick his ass on Drexel

Let her bring pounds to the barn, she special (Howdy, boy)

Traded my big dump truck for a Tesla

Three barflys in my house, trifecta

Finna powerbomb the white girl, Brock Lesnar

Barbecue lobster with the cayenne pepper

Oohwee (Hoo)


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