Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y – The Check Point Lyrics

The Check Point

Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

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"The Check Point." - Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 01:20 pm

Album: How Fly

Track No: 03

Yeah, bitch
The Jets and the Taylor Gang
Champagne, paper planes
You already know what it is, man
Young Khalifa
My **** Spitta
Yeah
And we living material, as long as the money straight
They wanna see me fall
But I got a crib that's over looking the city though
And a lot of bitches who wanna get in our videos
Ten to twelve hour long trips, bong rips
I ain't interested in what you sellin', I run my own shit
Made it through a long list, did my all
Some will talk slick, but no contest, I'm best dressed
That's why the bitches love me
She leavin' you to come where the liquor and drugs be
I'm glass floor, now you passportin'
Overseas, we watchin' the sunrise
Smoke a joint out on the beach
Write my name in the sand
I never been a **** who had a lucky nothing
You can say everything I planned out, now I stand out
I fell asleep on the plane and woke up
To people screamin' my name
No matter which way I go
They tell me don't take that road
But I never put my foot on the brake, oh, no
I never put my foot on the brake oh, no, ah, no
I don't think it's wrong (Yes)
Doing a hundred but they tell me to take it slow (Never)
But I never put my foot on the brake, oh no
(It's the Planes and the Taylor gang)
I never put my foot on the brake, oh no, ah, no
(Got your bitches slippin' off their wedding rings)
Living the life is just me
Some bitches, my **** in a crib full of vices
But I don't do drugs, just weed
Caution flags wave and fuck it, I still speed
And proceed to give them what they waitin' for
Daytona 500, guess who lighting joints up in the pace car?
Play hard, but I work way harder to afford boats
Put your woman on the water
Let 'em boogie board
Slightly older still, sexy broad, thank Demi Moore
Just strip for me without the tease, give me more
Still rocking Golden Eye on the Nintendo 64
Sayin' they don't make 'em like this anymore
Same foes for my whip, same goes for my kicks, rare
And I don't rush to the store, they save me a pair
Yeah, a **** livin' in the air
Spending more time in the clouds than I spend on the ground
Do the opposite, fuck takin' advice from these clowns
That's why I mash the gas when they tell me slow down, yeah
No matter which way I go
They tell me don't take that road
But I never put my foot on the brake, oh, no
I never put my foot on the brake oh, no, ah, no
I don't think it's wrong
Doing a hundred but they tell me to take it slow
But I never put my foot on the brake, oh, no
I never put my foot on the brake oh, no, ah, no
No matter which way I go
They tell me don't take that road
But I never put my foot on the brake, oh, no
I never put my foot on the brake oh, no, ah, no
I don't think it's wrong
Doing a hundred but they tell me to take it slow
But I never put my foot on the brake, oh, no
I never put my foot on the brake oh, no, ah, no

Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa & Shante Franklin.

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