Thug talks about how this song came about in his interview with Clique:
“‘Cause at any given time I could learn something and I really want to express it right when I learn it, like, 'Oh wow, pull the beat up.’ I got a check, like, I just got a check: 650,000. I’m in the studio, she bring me the check. I’m like, ‘What the fuck.’ I’m like, ‘Got a check I got a check,’ and just made a song.”
Check
Young Thug Lyrics
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You can stack my money 'bout a mile away (stack it)
I got three white bitches like it's powder day (white)
Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei
And all of my bitches sexy, call them Barbies (sexy)
She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby, no way (uh-uh)
And lately, I been on that D'USSE, hey (We got London on the track)
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah)
Money on my mind, I got money on my brain (yeah, I'm like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks)
Money in my pants, I got money I call change (baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks)
Twenties, fifties, hunnid, five hunnid millions made (baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks)
Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane (baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey)
Yeah, yeah (hey)
If I need some racks, I'ma flip me some packs
I talk like I want and she don't say nothin' back
If cops pull up, I put that crack in my crack
Or I put that brack in my brack
Call little shawty, made her fuck on my brodie
If you don't owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me
I promise I won't ever quit, bitch, I'm Kobe
And I whip that white, you can snow me
Stoner Young Thugger
I whip it, that bitch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger
Yeah, she shinin' like butter
The bitch from Chicago, I call her Young Cutler
Leave it to Beaver
I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him
Yeah, they all wanna greet him
They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him, uh
No, they won't tease on that dick, they won't read on that dick
They won't leash on that dick, don't Felicia that dick
Mamacita that dick, they gon' snitch on that dick
And she screamin' loud, she can't secret that dick
Mama a beast on that dick
If she bad, I'ma gon' an' Four Season that bitch
Eat that, lil' bitch, I'ma feast that lil' bitch, mm
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah)
Money on my mind, I got money on my brain (yeah, I'm like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks)
Money in my pants, I got money I call change (baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks)
Twenties, fifties, hunnid, five hunnid millions made (baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks)
Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane (baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey)
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I'm a Migo, I play with kilo (yeah, yeah)
When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero
All of my niggas, they hard, call 'em beetles
Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger in Regals
Droppin' the top on the Bentley
I'm with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle
Geeked out my mind, man, I'm tripping out
I don't know none of these people (sheesh)
Make my little shawty go get me a four and bring back me a liter (lean)
Yes, I got threats, I'm not worried 'bout that
They know they can get whacked and I swear I done
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, I'm like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks (Money on my mind, I got money on my brain)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks (Money in my pants, I got money I call change)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks (Twenties, fifties, hunnid, five hunnid millions made)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey (Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane)
(We got London on da Track)
In “Check”, Young Thug boasts about his stack of cash and shares some of his outrageous buying habits. He starts off by stating he can easily spot people who are spewing nonsense. Young Thug’s got it all stacked and wants people to know it. He’s in possession of so much money, he can stack the notes a mile away. He’s also got three white women who he calls “bitches” just because he can. Along with his lavish lifestyle, he boasts how his money has more than just one use, he can use it to wipe his ass or snort cocaine. In addition to his three white women, he’s got a collection of girls he likes to refer to as Barbie dolls. He is fully flexing and wants to remind his listeners he’s not going anywhere, claiming he’s ‘never going to quit’ and compares himself to the late Kobe Bryant. He spends money on luxury, driving Bentleys and staying in the Four Seasons hotels.
However, Young Thug insists that he’s not just about spending money frivolously, he’s got the strong urge to earn more, to add more zeroes to his bank account. He’s got money on his mind and it seems to keep him awake, preventing him from getting any kind of rest. The rapper likes the sound of money so much, he adds it to his rhymes non-stop. It’s clear Young Thug’s goal is to acquire more, no matter what it takes. He craves it like a drug, comparing it to lean, another drug he enjoys.
Despite the song being the embodiment of extravagance and spending, it is also about hard work and making something out of nothing. Young Thug mentions repeatedly that he has “got a check,” a phrase that has come to represent getting paid for hard work. He talks about how it took effort to get where he is with phrases such as “If I need some racks, I’mma flip me some packs” to highlight the fact that his wealth comes from work, not from doing nothing. The lyrics also convey how Young Thug has had to face danger, with lines such as “Yes, I got threats, I’m not worried ‘bout that/ They know they can get whacked and I swear I done”. He is ready to face any danger that comes his way to protect what he has earned.
Line by Line Meaning
I can see that bullshit from a mile away
I can easily spot lies or false promises
You can stack my money 'bout a mile away
I have so much money that it can be stacked a mile away from me
I got three white bitches like it's powder day
I have three women who are white as cocaine powder
Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei
I am wearing a luxurious mink coat that has rolls like the wrinkles on a Shar Pei dog
And all of my bitches sexy, call them Barbies
All of my women are attractive and could be associated with Barbie dolls
She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby, no way
She is glancing at me as if I'm showing off, but I'm not
And lately, I been on that D'USSE, hey
I have been drinking D'USSE alcohol recently
Got me a check, I got a check
I have received a considerable amount of money
Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
I can't stop thinking about my wealth and how to increase it
Money in my pants, I got money I call change
I have so much money that I consider it as spare change in my pockets
Twenties, fifties, hunnid, five hunnid millions made
I have made millions of dollars in various monetary denominations
Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane
I am Young Thug and I am shouting 'Free Gucci Mane' in support of my incarcerated friend
If I need some racks, I'ma flip me some packs
If I need more money, I will sell drugs to get it
I talk like I want and she don't say nothin' back
I talk to women the way I want to and they don't complain
If cops pull up, I put that crack in my crack
If the police arrive, I will hide my drugs in my anus
Or I put that brack in my brack
Alternatively, I will hide my weapon in my backpack
Mama a beast on that dick
The woman is really good at performing oral sex
Yes, I got threats, I'm not worried 'bout that
I have received threats, but I am not afraid of them
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
I have an insatiable desire for money, and I constantly need more
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jeffrey Williams, Tyler Holmes
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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@@michaelkelley4711 I saw he's up on ricoh charges for organized crime and wanted to see what rap style he did . I listened and it sucks bad. I could write 590 of these songs in a week that's how basic and brain dead this music is.