lyrics:

i cant fuck with these niggas
i cant fuck with these hoes
you already know how it go
just made a rack for a show, yea
im on my way back home
im on my way back home, yea
im on my way back home (way back home) 

(x2)

broke her back, now she gone
told her stop calling my phone
(told her stop calling my phone)
cant fuck with these niggas they hoes
(yea they act like hoes)

you already know how it go
you already know 
you already know
you already know
that's just how it go
that's just how it go

i done made some racks today
i got so much guap to make
these niggas so broke they laugh away
im charged up like a battery (yeah)
we hit yo block they scatter, yea
you know that shit be blasphemy 
i know some niggas gon blast for me
he talk crazy give him a toe tag
she not my baby and she know that
pullup mercedes windows tinted all black 
223 bullets knockin' off his ballcap
these niggas tellin lies, yea, its all cap
bad bitch she got long hair
i got so much racks i don't know where to store dem
driving a hellcat like its stolen
i been rollin' up that strong, yea
i catch a opp I pushed up on em' 
he was acting like a soldier
we got pounds of the doja
he say he know me i don't even know him
and I put that on my bronem
shoutout my momma my folks nem

i cant fuck with these niggas
i cant fuck with these hoes
you already know how it go
just made a rack for a show, yea
im on my way back home
im on my way back home, yea
im on my way back home (way back home) 

(x2)



yea 
yea
yea
yea

yea, yeah

yeahhh

my gang like to shoot dem' sticks for fun

since i was a little boy momma told me i'd be the one
yea we used to trap in the sun
i got all the pack what you want
givenchy and that st lauren
these niggas call me the fuckin’ don

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