Check Berner (Ft. Shy Glizzy)

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
What you gon’ be, I’m gon’ be the best
I’m from the east but I'm in the west
Out on Sunset, I got a TEC
I run a bitch up, look at my neck
I’m in a foreign, ain’t got a learners
Smokin’ biscotti, bitch that’s word to Berner
I ain’t got not diplomas, bitch look at my earners
Put her in a coma, see her in the mornin’
We got the flame, we got the torch
Scotty 2 Hotty, bitch that’s [?]
What you gon’ do when the ball in your court?
This is a Wraith, bitch don’t open my door
We load the miss then we got to war
Shoot me a nigga and pour me a four
Fendi my fit, our I might do Dior
You know that I'm nice, had a trap at the store

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Blow 50 thousand just to flex (yeah)
Another 100 on my neck (yeah)
Gettin’, gettin’ to the check (yeah)
We gettin’, gettin’ to the check (yeah)
Pounds flyin’ from the west (yeah)
Bitches fuckin’ on the chat (yeah)
Gettin’, gettin’ to the check (yeah)
We gettin’, gettin’ to the check (yeah)