Letra de Temp Check - Lay Bankz

Temp check, I got bitches hot (I got bitches hot)

They in debt, I'm what bitches not (I'm what bitches not)

Thirty inches hanging past my twat (Yes)

I been that, in case you hoes forgot (In case you hoes forgot, I'm that bitch)

I make hoes sick (Sick)

I'm a cold bitch (Ice)

Diamonds on me shivering (Yeah)

My wrist on zone six (What?)

Put that shit on head to toe

I love a thorough fit (Love a thorough fit)

Pop out with the steppers

All my niggas tote blicks (Buh, buh, buh)

Bitches be internet, no I ain't into that

I just went foreign the fuck is my ceiling at? (Skrt)

Coulda went tessy, but, no I ain't feeling that

Niggas be talking to talk, I ain't hearin' that (Huh?)

Every time I pop out, it's a body

You could tell I'm on a killing spree (You could tell 'em I'm)

You could ask the bitches, they agree

Talkin' down but lookin' up to me (Lookin' up to me)

Bitches be mad that I'm litter than them (Ah)

Hoes on my dick 'cause I'm richer than them (Ah)

Shit, this shit getting bigger than them (Ah)

Shit, we don't even listen to them (Shit)

Bitches must think it's a race to take my place

I got her sick in the face (Sick in the face)

Bitch, better pump her brace 'fore I catch a case

I'm grabbin' hoes by they lace (Buh, buh, buh)

Temp check, I got bitches hot (I got bitches hot)

They in debt, I'm what bitches not (I'm what bitches not)

Thirty inches hanging past my twat (Yes)

I been that, in case you hoes forgot (Hahaha, yuh)

Acrylic nails hold up my titties

I'm the only bitch runnin' my city (Exactly)

If you say that it’s up, get with me (Get with me)

They be cappin' in they raps no kizzy (What?)

So I temp check, Fenty my lip gloss from RiRi, it been wet

These hoes be has-beens and have-beens

I been that, that's a fact (That's a fact)

When you see me in person, it's fat (And it's real)

And I know I'm the talk of they chat (What?)

When I pull up, I go to the back (Skrt)

Gotta one up on bitches, I'm three and 0 (Three and 0)

Throwin' shade on her tweets, I ain't see it though (What you say?)

In my DM, fanned out but I peep it though (Huh?)

I got options so it's hard to keep a hoe (Yuh)

The body is tea, they swallowin' me

They all on my dick but they copying me

It’s clear she a fan I mean obviously

They slept on a bitch now they tired of me?

I ain't goin' back and forth with gimmicks

Honestly you bitches is a joke

I shit and bitches start to get offended

And I ain't even had to do the most

Bitch, the fuck? (Hahaha)

Temp check, I got bitches hot (I got bitches hot)

They in debt, I'm what bitches not (I'm what bitches not)

Thirty inches hanging past my twat (Yes)

I been that, in case you hoes forgot

Temp check (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)

Temp check

Temp check (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)

Temp check, I got bitches hot

Keep that

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