Lyrics:
Everybody?s got a friend like her,
You don?t know jack shit till you?re in her world
She?s a wild child, so incomplete
Like a real bad song playin on repeat
Jack a nigga's shit in the nine-four
Pack my nine millimeter 'cause I ain't finna go out
Like a busta ass nigga and just lay down
I'ma run up
your pack shit
Ain't tryin' to hear jack shit, fuck the black bitch
I ain't a greedy nigga, all I want is a five year run
If I don't make it, then
Yesterday don't mean shit
Yesterday don't mean shit
Yesterday don't mean jack shit
You protect you and I'll keep to myself
It can only be that way,
over him
Smoking the fattest blunt
Biggest blunt
Yeah inside the club
Niggas tryna jack our shit
Tryna jack our swag
But we don't give a fuck
This shit
I Don't have to do anything.
I Don't have to do Jack Shit
I Don't have to do anything.
If I don't want it.
I don't have to do An-y-thing - at all.
They say Savy neighborhood hero (Hero)
I got money, I’m still tryna add more zeros (Add more zeros)
I know n***** that’ll jack yo’ shit like they
mouth
This bitch got a hundred shots in it
Twin just might pick you off cause he wit me wrong or right nigga
New Jack City shit pulling up spinning
Niggas on some jack boy shit
You'd be surprised how nigas start moving
When they're pack don't flip
Better stack those jibbs
Better have a plan b just in
miss it
Jack
No shit
Jack shit
I said
I quit it
Nah
No
Woah
Woah
This blows you know
How much more can I go on about this
Like it's porn
I'm horny
For
Yesterday don't mean jack shit
Agh, agh, agh!
To protect you and I'll keep to myself
It can only be that way, yeah!
it musta cost you like 50 Gs or something.
One might think that but guess what? It didn't cost me jack shit.
What do you mean?
I stole it out
gotta jack shit
You heard "Takeover", who running this rap shit?
Uggh, fake tits, shut up and make hits
Can't we all just get along, spread love, like
Braxton, harassing me
Like, "You don't care about
My son's feelings?" can I get a minute
You wack bitch? I ain't gotta jack shit
You heard "Takeover"
Who
millimetres wait!
You don't want to start a riot
'Cause they won't jack shit, get quiet til half the fucking force is fired
Done em boys now dem unemployed
55
Yeah
Im sippin' nigga
Gettin' drunk nigga
Yea I made it drunk
Yall know what Im sayin'
Jack Daniel's shit nigga
Thats so good
Im addict on that
all on his raps Ima pull up and see wassup
Told you I keep this bitch tucked
I’m finna come jack you for all that little shit you doing
Look he
Yeah, need an award for the boys on that trap shit
Them niggas that jack shit
Them niggas on that Kodak Black shit
Like fuck this rap shit, they
Hook:
Fire in the booth, mf gotta spit that,
Broke her back like a jack,
Sucker shit, ain’t with that,
Double cups, double back,
Stay the course,
All you sucker MC's, try to hide this stuff. Come back here.
Where you think you goin', nigga. Come back here.
Y'all niggaz ain't seein' Jack. Shit
jacks
Shit is real like E-packs, forty fifty-sixes
Trims and gimmicks couldn't faze the true heartache
When I first started, but then few remember
about facts; I never fake jacks
Shit is real like E-packs, forty fifty-sixes
Trims and gimmicks couldn't faze the true heartache
When I first started, but
Tell a nigga don't spud me if you don't love me
You can't call and stay please
I ain't pushin' no mixtape, it's done jack shit
Yeah I done more than
keys N' jack shit
Whack shit
You aine coming back shit
I be on my snack shit
Eatin' all these beats on my fat shit
Dat shit
Dat shit happened now shit
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