(Huh, huh)
(BLX)
(That team- that team flex)
On God my feelings gone, boy ion give a f*ck bout shit
Only ever had myself, don't do relationships
Boy my life is a GTA money glitch
Thought it was some cap 'til we started gettin' racks like this
Bae don't start the sentimentals you know ima jackass
They was out here threatening, they ain't really like that
Upped da score so much, nigga, they don't even fight back
Like Nigga fight back
You just gon' go out like that?
Rick Owens pentagram my niggas never go out sad
See the opps they getting put into a hatchback
In a backpack (no backtrack)
Nah scratch that (no sidetrack)
Steal they hoes again, n buy they flight back
Been countin' all dese racks the bank gave me VIP (ski, ski, ski)
And them boys my sons for real, they my mini me's
Don't talk shit n dap me up boy, you my enemy
You ain't no friend of me
Groupie nigga, leave
I had da SRT but now I'm thinkin' AMG
Cop some balenci' yeah I f*ck these hoes in 3s
Goin up so that mean someone up there f*ck wit me
Really f*ck wit me, that's why I been doin as I please
On God my feelings gone, boy ion give a f*ck bout shit
Only ever had myself, don't do relationships
Boy my life is a GTA money glitch
Thought it was some cap 'til we started gettin' racks like this
Bae don't start the sentimentals you know ima jackass
They was out here threatening, they ain't really like that
Upped da score so much, nigga, they don't even fight back
Like Nigga fight back
You just gon' go out like that?
Cornski - Fightback (JackA$$) Lyrics
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(Huh, huh)
(BLX)
(That team- that team flex)
On God my feelings gone, boy ion give a f*ck bout shit
Only ever had myself, don't do relationships
Boy my life is a GTA money glitch
Thought it was some cap 'til we started gettin' racks like this
Bae don't start the sentimentals you know ima jackass
They was out here threatening, they ain't really like that
Upped da score so much, nigga, they don't even fight back
Like Nigga fight back
You just gon' go out like that?
Rick Owens pentagram my niggas never go out sad
See the opps they getting put into a hatchback
In a backpack (no backtrack)
Nah scratch that (no sidetrack)
Steal they hoes again, n buy they flight back
Been countin' all dese racks the bank gave me VIP (ski, ski, ski)
And them boys my sons for real, they my mini me's
Don't talk shit n dap me up boy, you my enemy
You ain't no friend of me
Groupie nigga, leave
I had da SRT but now I'm thinkin' AMG
Cop some balenci' yeah I f*ck these hoes in 3s
Goin up so that mean someone up there f*ck wit me
Really f*ck wit me, that's why I been doin as I please
On God my feelings gone, boy ion give a f*ck bout shit
Only ever had myself, don't do relationships
Boy my life is a GTA money glitch
Thought it was some cap 'til we started gettin' racks like this
Bae don't start the sentimentals you know ima jackass
They was out here threatening, they ain't really like that
Upped da score so much, nigga, they don't even fight back
Like Nigga fight back
You just gon' go out like that?
(BLX)
(That team- that team flex)
On God my feelings gone, boy ion give a f*ck bout shit
Only ever had myself, don't do relationships
Boy my life is a GTA money glitch
Thought it was some cap 'til we started gettin' racks like this
Bae don't start the sentimentals you know ima jackass
They was out here threatening, they ain't really like that
Upped da score so much, nigga, they don't even fight back
Like Nigga fight back
You just gon' go out like that?
Rick Owens pentagram my niggas never go out sad
See the opps they getting put into a hatchback
In a backpack (no backtrack)
Nah scratch that (no sidetrack)
Steal they hoes again, n buy they flight back
Been countin' all dese racks the bank gave me VIP (ski, ski, ski)
And them boys my sons for real, they my mini me's
Don't talk shit n dap me up boy, you my enemy
You ain't no friend of me
Groupie nigga, leave
I had da SRT but now I'm thinkin' AMG
Cop some balenci' yeah I f*ck these hoes in 3s
Goin up so that mean someone up there f*ck wit me
Really f*ck wit me, that's why I been doin as I please
On God my feelings gone, boy ion give a f*ck bout shit
Only ever had myself, don't do relationships
Boy my life is a GTA money glitch
Thought it was some cap 'til we started gettin' racks like this
Bae don't start the sentimentals you know ima jackass
They was out here threatening, they ain't really like that
Upped da score so much, nigga, they don't even fight back
Like Nigga fight back
You just gon' go out like that?
Writer: Kevin Ofei
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