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Fit Check (feat. Adam Wilde) Video (MV)




Performed By: Carlos Gaki
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Carlos Hernandez




Carlos Gaki - Fit Check (feat. Adam Wilde) Lyrics
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I wake up and do a fit check
Wonder if I'll get my bitch back
I was having deja vu geeking because we did that
I was having deja vu f*cking because we did that
Did all these drugs and I must admit because I did that
Had these worries and you said you wouldn't take it there
I took my heart out of my chest I turned it to Moncler
Any man you f*ck with girl is like a son I swear
And when I left you in the Hamptons, I ain't shed a tear
I ain't shed a tear, but I ran through like 15 pints
You was my twin
You was my bitch
I would've gave my life
I told you I was out your league and I was being nice
I took a month of therapy by giving hoes my pipe
I took a month of therapy
I took a month of therapy
I took a month of therapy
Pour up a pint and let it bleed
Two white cups
Not like us
Uh
Wrap it up
Double dutch
Racks in the duff
Put that on gang won't say too much
Huh
But we got beams
F*ck seeing red my choppa light you up in green
Shit I don't got no love
Like what you take me for
I slimed you out so bad you had to go and leave New York
Focus on college
I just stack up
Count up
Drank and pour
My new bitch look just like a model like I made the Forbes
I couldn't do no better
You showed me every wrong
I shatter hearts and turn the pieces into thirty songs
Hand me the bottle
I been drunk know you ain't heard me wrong
Pushin the throttle
Tank on yellow
I got twenty more
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English

I wake up and do a fit check
Wonder if I'll get my bitch back
I was having deja vu geeking because we did that
I was having deja vu f*cking because we did that
Did all these drugs and I must admit because I did that
Had these worries and you said you wouldn't take it there
I took my heart out of my chest I turned it to Moncler
Any man you f*ck with girl is like a son I swear
And when I left you in the Hamptons, I ain't shed a tear
I ain't shed a tear, but I ran through like 15 pints
You was my twin
You was my bitch
I would've gave my life
I told you I was out your league and I was being nice
I took a month of therapy by giving hoes my pipe
I took a month of therapy
I took a month of therapy
I took a month of therapy
Pour up a pint and let it bleed
Two white cups
Not like us
Uh
Wrap it up
Double dutch
Racks in the duff
Put that on gang won't say too much
Huh
But we got beams
F*ck seeing red my choppa light you up in green
Shit I don't got no love
Like what you take me for
I slimed you out so bad you had to go and leave New York
Focus on college
I just stack up
Count up
Drank and pour
My new bitch look just like a model like I made the Forbes
I couldn't do no better
You showed me every wrong
I shatter hearts and turn the pieces into thirty songs
Hand me the bottle
I been drunk know you ain't heard me wrong
Pushin the throttle
Tank on yellow
I got twenty more
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Writer: Carlos Hernandez
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