Checkmate (Smooth) Lyrics – Offset

Read the complete Checkmate (Smooth) Lyrics by Offset along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Offset’s music, you can also explore HAUNTED BY FAME and I HEARD, two other songs by Offset.

[Verse 1]
Straight out the Nawf (Straight out the Nawf)
I’m having the sauce (I’m having the sauce)
The vault in the loft (The vault)
Pop out in New York
Got chrome on the crosses, ain’t taking no loss (One hundred)
They lied, I’m really the boss (They lied)
Two times, I filled up my opps (Two times)
Fu*k, three times, I hear the exhaust
Put a b!tch out on the curb
Two hundred large in a black Goyard (Two hundred)
They pay me to chop up the word
I hit your crush and curved her (Crush)
I put the crushed ice in the peach Crush with the syrup
Ayy, these n!ggas be hoes, they nervous, ayy
She popped a Perc’, it’s working, ayy
New b!tch ain’t just bad, she perfect
Run up the racks and tightened my circle

[Chorus]
Check
Ten million in blues, check (Check)
Five racks on the shoes, check (Check)
Hit the Met with your boo
Fashion week killer, end up on the news, check (The Met)
I get dressed on the moon, check (The moon)
I want that, okay, cool, check (Okay, cool)
Flew your b!tch to Tulum
I flood her out in the pool
Smooth (Check)
Ten million in blues, check (Check)
Five racks on the shoes, check (Check)
Hit the Met with your boo
Fashion week killer, end up on the news, check (Woo, check)
I get dressed on the moon, check (The moon)
I want that, okay, cool, check (Okay, cool)
Flew your b!tch to Tulum

I flood her out in the pool
Smooth

[Verse 2]
N!gga hating on me, I’ma fu*k his b!tch (Hating)
Coming with a diss, but he ain’t on s*it (S*it)
Cut his lights off when I hit this switch
What the price cost? I’ma ’bout to hit this lick (Hey)
What the hype ’bout? N!ggas fall off quick (Fall off)
Off the top rope like Raw, like Vince (Raw)
Talking dog s*it when your dog got spingt (Spingt)
Elliante, you can see it through the tint (Hey)
I started this s*it, watching my grind, n!ggas bought all my fits (They was watching)
Hold up my britches, she fu*k on my wrist
Sick of this ho, it’s like yuck with that b!tch (Eugh)
Balling like I signed with clutch with these riches (Clutch)
Kobe, I’m coming in clutch with these hits (Clutch)
Residence, I’m going pent’ in the Ritz (Pent)
M on a car, it ain’t making no sense (Sense)
Pop out, bad b!tch coming through, she do top out (Pop out)
Fu*k school and your rules, n!ggas dropped out (Dropped out)
Playing tic-tac-toe, it’s a opp out (Opp)
And my shooter like a janitor, the mop out (Mop)
Was sleeping on the floor in the trap house (Hey)
Now we’re trapping ’round the globe, I’m a cash cow (Cash)
She a muse, walking ’round with her ass out (Muse)
I ain’t trying to talk, n!gga, put the cash out

[Chorus]
Check
Ten million in blues, check (Check)
Five racks on the shoes, check (Check)
Hit the Met with your boo
Fashion week killer, end up on the news, check (The Met)
I get dressed on the moon, check (The moon)
I want that, okay, cool, check (Okay, cool)
Flew your b!tch to Tulum (Tulum)
I flood her out in the pool
Smooth (Check)
Ten million in blues, check (Check)
Five racks on the shoes, check (Check)
Hit the Met with your boo
Fashion week killer, end up on the news, check (Woo, check)
I get dressed on the moon, check (The moon)
I want that, okay, cool, check (Okay, cool)
Flew your b!tch to Tulum
I flood her out in the pool
Smooth