Tinashe Checks In (Explicit)

Tinashe Checks In (explicit Interlude) - DJ Mustard

Written by：Ely Weisfel

God damn b**ch it's hot as f**k

Roll down the windows turn on the ac

Or turn on some music or something b**ch you got me f**ked up

Let me see what's on the radio

No no no no no hell naw b**ch I'm tired of this sh*t

B**ch hell naw

B**ch I'm tired of this ni**a

923 pusha inc radio

It's a beautiful day in the city right now

I know everyone's out doing their thing it's summertime

But I need all my sexy independent single ladies

If you don't need a ni**a for sh*t

Call me up right now like right f**kin' now

Would it be a mistake if I put it down on you

I'm not into games I've been feeling lonely so are you

We should do the damn thing let me hit the shower

Are you comin' through give me about an hour

And I'll be ready pop the pill got super powers

F**k you talkin''bout

We don't even speak we just do the nasty

Thought we would make a family

Used to love to see my ni**a happy

Even though you brought baggage

Did everything you asked me but you was gettin' ratchet

Now we got damage you let these other b**ches have it

You let these other b**ches have it

You let these other b**ches have it

You let these other b**ches have it

You let these other b**ches have it

B**ch get his phone c'mon

He's asleep let's go

No b**ch I'm scared no I can't do that

Come we'll get his phone c'mon

Alright f**k it c'mon

You know his code b**ch

No but I'm about to crack it

It probably that b**ch birthday

It better not be 526

Check that ni**a mama birthday

Oh 123

Damn that ain't work neither

Sh*t well is it my sh*t

Wait don't try too many time b**ch

You gon' get locked out we gon' get busted

Damn b**ch I'm already locked out

F**k f**k