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Kade Fresco
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Hate A Check
[Chorus:] Pull up in a foreign take your bitch then I peeled of Fendi with the robins on to what you talkin bout 48 on the Cuban link I done came up Fuck a hater, I done came thru, ain't a stain on me
Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Cause im a walking check, im a talking check, ima run a check up
24 karate's gold fangs talking cash shit Pull up in a Maserati hop out with a bad bitch She a trap bitch to, whip it like magic Hand inside my true religion jeans for the sack bitch
[Verse 1:] Piss a nigga off I pulled up in something foreign My shawty mad cause I hit and left her in the morning I'm as playa as it gets lil shawty call it what you call it If I said hop in that coop I bet that ain't gone be no problem hoe I just pulled of the fucking lot in something flashy Bad bitch, with a attitude, ugh, nasty But she super thick, do a trick, ugh, magic Givenchy on im a motherfucker with fashion Ferragamo slippers on bitch that's why you hating In the club, free VIP, fuck paying Make her bring it back, Cadillac Deville on Dayton's I be fucking hoes you can't even conversate with
[Chorus x2:] Pull up in a foreign take your bitch then I peeled of Fendi with the robins on to what you talkin bout 48 on the Cuban link I done came up Fuck a hater, I done came thru, ain't a stain on me
Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Cause I'm a walking check, I'm a talking check, ima run a check up
24 karate's gold fangs talking cash shit Pull up in a Maserati hop out with a bad bitch She a trap bitch to, whip it like magic Hand inside my true religion jeans for the sack bitch
[Verse 2:] Watch the flavor drip when a nigga flick his wrist Gang you know we in this bitch, Got to stay up in the mix Looking at a walking check bitch, Grammy on my neck bitch Take one to the chest bitch, I don't ever stress shit I just start the car up I ain't got to step up in it Getting money ain't a problem I'm a youngin out here gettin it These niggas say they fuck with young Kade nigga faking Cause I done hurd around the city nigga out there hating Oh damn, shawty slow down, I ain't trynna cuff I don't fuck with romance Trynna cut a check not cut a bitch off, but best believe I do it if she pop off Im that nigga that
[Chorus x3:] Pull up in a foreign take your bitch then I peeled of Fendi with the robins on to what you talkin bout 48 on the Cuban link I done came up Fuck a hater, I done came thru, ain't a stain on me
Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Hating on a nigga yeah you niggas hate a check Cause im a walking check, im a talking check, ima run a check up
24 karate's gold fangs talking cash shit Pull up in a Maserati hop out with a bad bitch She a trap bitch to, whip it like magic Hand inside my true religion jeans for the sack bitch
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