Check (feat. RAYE) [International Artist Remix]

Hold me, never said you're gonna do that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Move me, never said that you would do that Now, love me, never said that you would do that No no no no, babe, look what you do to me, no Baby, will you go and let's slide You don't gotta work, I told your boss, you can leave I can give you just enough time Just enough time to make make you to fall in love with me What you want Givenchy, Louis, Gucci, Birkin, Hermes, Christian, Amiri, ERD Dripped in Elliante, now everybody on your body Never sorry Which color 'Rari should I hop in?, chain ockey Be my bitch and my friend and never worry Big 40 in a big Benz 'cause they lurking Wrist got a hundred and ten worth of diamonds 'Cause she wanna fuck me with her friend, I like it Say she wanna give me good head, how I like it I slept in the wrong bed but I like it Remember when we was sitting in your bed getting naked Remember when you were saying how I fuck too crazy I bet I can make you say I love you baby I know you hate being rushed, yeah, look I'll take over the whole world for you baby You 'gon tell me that ain't enough, yeah I got all this Christian Dior for you baby When you 'gon come and pick it up, yeah How many times I went raw for you baby? Crazy that... She makin' me weed check Grinder check Rizla check I got the lighter check Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess And you can lay upon my chest She makin' me weed check Grinder check Rizla check I got the lighter check Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess And you can lay upon my chest, yeah Baby girl, you coming around, I know you staying around me because you never wanna leave, bomboclat And then I'll go in and out and then I hear Your sound saying, I'm everything you need, ooh yeah You wanna know where we can go? All the way to Fernando You wanna be my Nintendo? But you gotta know I don't play no games Everything I say is true I'd be a mess here without you And I'll hold you down, you don't need to stress So let me just lay upon your chest She makin' me weed check Grinder check Rizla check I got the lighter check Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess And you can lay upon my chest She makin' me weed check Grinder check Rizla check I got the lighter check Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess And you can lay upon my chest, aye ya There something in my ride Baby, it's my big black 9 Hoping that it don't take your life Baby, you will feel alright Listen, baby girl, there's something in my ride (no, no, no) Baby, it's my big black 9 (no, no, no) Hoping that it don't take your life Baby, you will feel alright, feel alright Yeah, yeah yeah yeah