Mook TBG - Mike Jack (Remastered) lyrics

Damn (Hello?)

I see you callin', I don't ever answer
I been on some Mike Jack shit
I'ma dancer now (Woah, dancer)
I got like eight or nine flows you can pick
(Woah) , we been up for eight or nine
Days I was built for this (Damn)
Them niggas talkin' put 'em in a coffin
(Grrt) i ain't had no sleep
Like a nigga got his chain snatch
(Woah, chain snatch) i just want the cash
They can get the fame back
Police on my ass, swervin' in that all black
(Skrrt)

Niggas keep on thinkin' that we
Friends and we not (Friends and we not)
Really went and got it had
To pull off the lot (Pull it off the lot)
Push the button
We can leave the car and let it park (Woah)
Never trust, I got all this ice on my heart
I been thinking bout killin' all of y'all
(Killin' all of y'all)
I thought it was love, we was on and off
(We was on and off)
Now you see me ballin', callin'
Every other week
I'm in the mall like a model (Swish)
We go up top, watch them niggas try to rob us
(Woah) we be with the robbers
Gucci on my feet and this mink on my collar
(Mink, yeah, coller)
How you make a 100 racks?
Started wit' a dollar always play it cool
But got too many problems (Damn)
Gotta take it back to the
Hood like I'm robbin' (Woah)
Never catch me out, but I ain't ever hidin'
(Woah) i'm just in the studio
Makin' shit they ride too (yeah)
Like how you let them cross you?
Who you go to talk to
When everybody calls you?
Why you let her dawg you? (Hm-m)
That bitch ain't never want you (yeah)
Now when I wake up I do everything I want too
House with a big pool
We fuck up a check for that (Damn)
We still puttin' on for niggas
We know they ain't comin' back (Woah)
I'm still puttin' on Givenchy
Whip still all black (Skrrt, skrrt)
Every time they hear my song niggas
Got to play it back
I been on like three or four
Flights don't know where I'm at (First)

I see you callin', I don't ever answer
I been on some Mike Jack shit
I'ma dancer now (Woah, dancer)
I got like eight or nine flows you can pick
(Woah) , we been up for eight or nine
Days I was built for this (Damn)
Them niggas talkin' put 'em in a coffin
(Grrt) i ain't had no sleep
Like a nigga got his chain snatch
(Woah, chain snatch) i just want the cash
They can get the fame back
Police on my ass, swervin' in that all black
(Skrrt, all black, first)

I'ma just leave a lil' piece on the end
So y'all can get y'all smoke off
(Hmm, ha, ha)