Lil Boom, Flora, Sam Flora - I DONT WANT YOU BACK! lyrics
[Lil Boom, Flora, Sam Flora - I DONT WANT YOU BACK! lyrics]
(Kutabare)
Ok in my Rafs, yeah
Don't know how to act, yeah
Don't know how to act
I don't know how to act (Act)
Walkin' in my Rafs (Rafs)
That's a lot of swag (Yeah)
That's a lot of cash (Yeah)
I don't want you back (Back)
I want money bags, yeah
I want money bags (Bags)
I want money bags, yeah
I don't know how to act, ooh
Walkin' in my Rafs, yeah
That's a lot of swag, yeah
That's a lot of cash, yeah
I want money bags, yeah
I don't want you back, no
I want money bags
I want money bags, yeah
I don't want you back, ooh
Okay, I might smash, yeah
She say I'm a doll, all these niggas pussycats, yeah
Treat her like a brat, ooh
Now you're in the past, damn
Thought this shit would last, uh
Thought this shit would last, ooh
That bitch she all on my phone, yeah, leave me 'lone (Beep)
Bitch, I'm a dog give me bone, yeah
Hittin' that shit out the bong, yeah
I got no heart unless you talking chrome
Oh, that's yo' bitch? Tell her leave me alone
That Glock be a quarterback, nigga, "Go long!"
Nigga, I'm fitted, like Gon
I tell her text me, then leave her next week
Fucked that bitch and you call her "Bestie"
Glock on my left, see nigga don't ref me
Plus I got a stick incase a nigga wanna test me
Catch me and Sam doin' donuts in a ten speed
Oh, that's your bitch? Why she Icky Vicky?
I just left Elliot, nigga, no Missy
Ho's on my dick 'cause a nigga so picky
I beat the block up, nigga, beat the pan (Beat it)
Ho's on my dick, I think I'm Dirty Dan (Dirty)
Blowin' this loud, bitch, I think I'm a fan (Blow it)
Oh, that's your ho'? Why she say I'm her man?
When I roll woods, bitch, I roll out the gram (Gram)
Times that by three, this shit look like a leg
You stand on your money, it look like you in debt
I put on my Sketchers and your bitch get wet (Yeah)
Pull up on 'em in a coupe again
It ain't nothin' they can do again
I just fucked two thick bitches in Japan
Might be something I wanna do again
Want my wrist to look like Toucan Sam
Nigga, you're looking so clueless, damn
Don't hit my phone, I will not call you back
Cuttin' her off like I'm Samurai Jack
I don't know how to act (Act)
Walkin' in my Rafs (Rafs)
That's a lot of swag (Yeah)
That's a lot of cash (Yeah)
I don't want you back (Back)
I want money bags, yeah
I want money bags (Bags)
I want money bags, yeah
I don't know how to act, ooh
Walkin' in my Rafs, yeah
That's a lot of swag, yeah
That's a lot of cash, yeah
I want money bags, yeah
I don't want you back, no
I want money bags
I want money bags, yeah
Ok in my Rafs, yeah
Don't know how to act, yeah
Don't know how to act
I don't know how to act (Act)
Walkin' in my Rafs (Rafs)
That's a lot of swag (Yeah)
That's a lot of cash (Yeah)
I don't want you back (Back)
I want money bags, yeah
I want money bags (Bags)
I want money bags, yeah
I don't know how to act, ooh
Walkin' in my Rafs, yeah
That's a lot of swag, yeah
That's a lot of cash, yeah
I want money bags, yeah
I don't want you back, no
I want money bags
I want money bags, yeah
I don't want you back, ooh
Okay, I might smash, yeah
She say I'm a doll, all these niggas pussycats, yeah
Treat her like a brat, ooh
Now you're in the past, damn
Thought this shit would last, uh
Thought this shit would last, ooh
That bitch she all on my phone, yeah, leave me 'lone (Beep)
Bitch, I'm a dog give me bone, yeah
Hittin' that shit out the bong, yeah
I got no heart unless you talking chrome
Oh, that's yo' bitch? Tell her leave me alone
That Glock be a quarterback, nigga, "Go long!"
Nigga, I'm fitted, like Gon
I tell her text me, then leave her next week
Fucked that bitch and you call her "Bestie"
Glock on my left, see nigga don't ref me
Plus I got a stick incase a nigga wanna test me
Catch me and Sam doin' donuts in a ten speed
Oh, that's your bitch? Why she Icky Vicky?
I just left Elliot, nigga, no Missy
Ho's on my dick 'cause a nigga so picky
I beat the block up, nigga, beat the pan (Beat it)
Ho's on my dick, I think I'm Dirty Dan (Dirty)
Blowin' this loud, bitch, I think I'm a fan (Blow it)
Oh, that's your ho'? Why she say I'm her man?
When I roll woods, bitch, I roll out the gram (Gram)
Times that by three, this shit look like a leg
You stand on your money, it look like you in debt
I put on my Sketchers and your bitch get wet (Yeah)
Pull up on 'em in a coupe again
It ain't nothin' they can do again
I just fucked two thick bitches in Japan
Might be something I wanna do again
Want my wrist to look like Toucan Sam
Nigga, you're looking so clueless, damn
Don't hit my phone, I will not call you back
Cuttin' her off like I'm Samurai Jack
I don't know how to act (Act)
Walkin' in my Rafs (Rafs)
That's a lot of swag (Yeah)
That's a lot of cash (Yeah)
I don't want you back (Back)
I want money bags, yeah
I want money bags (Bags)
I want money bags, yeah
I don't know how to act, ooh
Walkin' in my Rafs, yeah
That's a lot of swag, yeah
That's a lot of cash, yeah
I want money bags, yeah
I don't want you back, no
I want money bags
I want money bags, yeah