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