Check It

By 3s

Released on August 24, 2021

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[Intro: Kfrmda3s & Jtrizzy]

Rudez Beats

Check it, check this

I'm swinging the ching in my left wrist

Caught by the gang, it's a casualty

And my right hand will press it

Vicious, knifings

Don't need the green light, I'm riding

On top of the cake, no icing

Bro's in the T with me, I'll nice him


[Verse 1: Kfrmda3s]

Spill juice when I stepped in Ring

Didn't go no party

Sweet one, ball tongue, she naughty

Told her "Hold this, yo miss, there's rallies" (Hold that shit)

Clocked his paigons, don't do the digital dash (Dash)

No cap, I've been in the pass'

If brodie gets bagged I'm hitting the trap

The mandem ain't into the talking, typing

Let me just slide on violence (Skrr)

Paigons ain't dropped no yutеs

Talk on the truth, scores are minus

Still out on thе Hill tryna make it spill

Completimg that drill in silence (Shh)

Big bro got the wap, rise it up and make the corn fly, no pilot

[Chorus: Kfrmda3s & Jtrizzy]

Yo, check it (Check it), check this

I'm swinging the ching in my left wrist (Soowoo)

Caught by the gang, it's a casualty

And my right hand will press it

Vicious, knifings

Don't need the green light, I'm riding

On top of the cake, no icing

Bro's in the T with me, I'll nice him (I will)


[Verse 2: Jtrizzy]

I left my man all bleeding, he's leaking, stop making a mess (Haha)

Gets done like making a bed

And fuck the dumb feds, keep making a rest (Fuck them)

Tell my whiteboy means he's hot

Like the [?] dots, it reminds me of Ed (It does)

Told my bro I ain't writing a head

Fuck the talking, late night's when you're dead (Ain't nice)

Chinged him, did him right then left

The gang's all asking if he's dead like them (Is he?)

Fuck my case, still glide with friends

Rambo got left, come big like Ben (Come fat)

Fatboy try creep in the ends in the N, I heard he got smoked like blem (He did)

Swing my shank, watch the news at ten

Delz got K'd, chopped them in a ten (Chop that)


[Verse 3: Kfrmda3s]

Show lil' bro in the trap bare racks

Told him "Graft packs, G packs they're flying" (They're gone)

These opps still trying

Bro ain't lying, he left Mz just dying (Eurgh)

See, I'm in the whip tryna turn man off

Back my rambo, man turn soft

I try chase him, lil man didn't drop

Next time on the Hill go plot (Next time)

[Chorus: Kfrmda3s & Jtrizzy]

Yo, check it (Check it), check this

I'm swinging the ching in my left wrist (Soowoo)

Caught by the gang, it's a casualty

And my right hand will press it

Vicious, knifings

Don't need the green light, I'm riding

On top of the cake, no icing

Bro's in the T with me, I'll nice him


[Verse 4: Dama]

Some might say that I'm crazy, some might say that I'm psycho (I'm crazy)

I can say crazy 'cah the jakes done took Psycho (Free Psycho)

I can't sing like Bagz and Dappz, fuckboys hitting them high notes (Snitch)

In the back of the ride, got devilish thoughts

Squeezing, telling bro "Drive slow" (Nee-naw)

If I spot me a ZT killer, that's a lifer, attempted once, so don't attempt to try blow (Don't run)

Rudeboy, you can get bored up

Shank moves ain't no papercuts

Talking 'bout dick in a females belly

A fucked off blade in a paigons guts (Don't)

Open him with the longest one, if he survives then that's luck (Luck)


[Verse 5: Jtrizzy]

Didn't think about Black Lives Matter

Told Dama "Ay, pass your shank" (Pass that)

Stab that 'til he's looking [?]

My blood stuck on his shank, Blu-Tac (It's stuck)

Shank stuck on his back, rucksack

Don't lack, guts get ripped out of your sack, fuck that (Eurgh)

And if you get caught by the gang and me, just know I'll turn that pack (I will)