Kade Fresco - Hate A Check lyrics

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Kade Fresco - Hate A Check lyrics

[Chorus:] Pull up in a foreign take your b**h then I peeled of Fendi with the robins on to what you talkin bout 48 on the Cuban link I done came up f** a hater, I done came thru, ain't a stain on me Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Cause im a walking check, im a talking check, ima run a check up 24 karates gold fangs talking cash sh** Pull up in a Maserati hop out with a bad b**h She a trap b**h to, whip it like magic Hand inside my true religion jeans for the sack b**h [Verse 1:] Piss a n***a off I pulled up in something foreign My shawty mad cause I hit and left her in the morning Im 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 f**ing lot in something flashy Bad b**h, with a attitude, ugh, nasty But she super thick, do a trick, ugh, magic Givenchy on im a motherf**er with fashion Ferragamo slippers on b**h thats why you hating In the club, free VIP, f** paying Make her bring it back, Cadillac Deville on Daytons I be f**ing hoes you cant even conversate with [Chorus x2:] Pull up in a foreign take your b**h then I peeled of Fendi with the robins on to what you talkin bout 48 on the Cuban link I done came up f** a hater, I done came thru, ain't a stain on me Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Cause Im a walking check, Im a talking check, ima run a check up 24 karates gold fangs talking cash sh** Pull up in a Maserati hop out with a bad b**h She a trap b**h to, whip it like magic Hand inside my true religion jeans for the sack b**h [Verse 2:] Watch the flavor drip when a n***a flick his wrist Gang you know we in this b**h, Got to stay up in the mix Looking at a walking check b**h, Grammy on my neck b**h Take one to the chest b**h, I dont ever stress sh** I just start the car up I ain't got to step up in it Getting money ain't a problem Im a youngin out here gettin it These n***as say they f** with young Kade n***a faking Cause I done hurd around the city n***a out there hating Oh damn, shawty slow down, I ain't trynna cuff I dont f** with romance Trynna cut a check not cut a b**h off, but best believe I do it if she pop off Im that n***a that [Chorus x3:] Pull up in a foreign take your b**h then I peeled of Fendi with the robins on to what you talkin bout 48 on the Cuban link I done came up f** a hater, I done came thru, ain't a stain on me Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Hating on a n***a yeah you n***as hate a check Cause im a walking check, im a talking check, ima run a check up 24 karates gold fangs talking cash sh** Pull up in a Maserati hop out with a bad b**h She a trap b**h to, whip it like magic Hand inside my true religion jeans for the sack b**h