Harsh Casino - Mic Chec Lyrics

This a mic check
One, two, three, never gotta write that
Talking stage sounding more like a light chat
If there's a chance girl, i'mma hit you right back
No lie, you know I would hit a

Mic check
One, two, three, never gotta write that
Talking stage sounding more like a light chat
If there's a chance girl, i'mma hit you right back
No lie, you know I would hit ya

Right back
Mhmm mhmm, girl imma hit you right back
Uh, uh, you know i'mma hit ya

Yea he running up a check but is your man honest?
Heard you listened to my song, what you saying 'bout it
FaceTime me from your bed now I'm laying on it
Dresser bedside and she pulling out her main bonnet

Called her off the liquor, check my phone still on delivered (huh)
Don't know how to get her, but I sure as hell ain't bitter (huh)
Like if i ain't wit her, why should I care 'bout who hit her (huh)
Hoes go back & forth like volleyball, I ain't no setter (huh)

Downtown, run to Vera's, its a Burger Shack
Lemon pepper with the fries, i'mma murder that
Good eats, yo ass prolly never heard of that
Money talk, you don't understand a word of that

Front defrost slow & I cannot see
Pull off to the side, scrolling snap & IG
Her friend tagged her in a post, she won't unblock me
Cause doing better than me is the only way she top me

Make a opp list, i'm prolly top three
Know you wanna drop me, wishing you could knock me
Looking for the one to play with, hoe that is not me
Don't wanna make a song, I already caught a body

Careful with my heart, baby i'm a romantic
Can't deal with no antics, I go panic
Just won't manage, I'm telling ya I don't stand it
Need more space now i'm living on my own planet

(Aye, aye, aye)
And about it, swear that I get so frantic
She go vanish, but I ain't thinking 'bout Atlantic
Cause I was tryna go out like the Titanic

This a mic check
One, two, three, never gotta write that
Talking stage sounding more like a light chat
If there's a chance girl, i'mma hit you right back
No lie, you know I would hit a

Mic check
One, two, three, never gotta write that
Talking stage sounding more like a light chat
If there's a chance girl, i'mma hit you right back
No lie, you know I would hit ya

Right back
Mhmm mhmm, girl imma hit you right back
Uh, uh, you know i'mma hit ya

Yea he running up a check but is your man honest?
Heard you listened to my song, what you saying 'bout it
FaceTime me from your bed now I'm laying on it
Dresser bedside and she pulling out her main bonnet

Highway 99, push one-thrirty on the dash hoe
This a kia forte, got to drive it like a asshole
Locked in, you gon' have to know the passcode
New vibe underrated, lil hot just like tabasco

Toss that-
Toss that shit on all on my tater tot
This song ain't much, it's the tip, like my waiter got
I ain't stupid, I know that I just made a bop
Consistent rhymes damn, f*ck what a hater thought

This a mic check
One, two, three, never gotta write that
Talking stage sounding more like a light chat
If there's a chance girl, i'mma hit you right back
No lie, you know I would hit a

(Mic check)
One, two, three, never gotta (write that)
Talking stage sounding more like a (light chat)
If there's a chance girl, i'mma hit you (right back)
No lie girl I would hit ya

Right back

Mhmm mhmm, girl imma hit you right back
Uh, uh, you know i'mma hit ya

Yea he running up a check but is your man honest?
Heard you listened to my song, what you saying bout it
FaceTime me from your bed now I'm laying on it
Dresser bedside and she pulling out her main bonnet