Don’t Check Me Larry June

[Intro]
(DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh)
Ayy
Shit, man
Oh damn
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
See how I'm comin', you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
I told you, nigga, don't check me, mane
Nigga, check that bitch

[Verse 1]
Dippin' through the Moe 'bout to slide to the Point
In the Bay it get real so I'm movin' with this joint (Man)
Hunnid pack play 'bout to get it out the mud
Then after this, I'm bout to hit the road for a month
Tell me, have you ever drove to Vegas in a bucket?
The money was cool, I took a chance, nigga, fuck it
You flipped out on her, found out the bitch was fuckin'
But real talk, bruh, you shoulda focused on that money
A nigga gon' be a nigga, mane, a ho gon' be a ho
Get up out your feelings, man, it's time to hit the road
Chеck it out, you gotta make sure you on toes
Nowadays, man, thеse niggas be worser than hoes
Pickin' up my bitch on the way to the O'
Droptop Lambo', I'm driving it slow
Don't call me 'bout the punk rock, ho
Play by the rules, bruh, you know how it go