Own My Masters
Jackboy
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I done ran up a check, now I'm the one bitches chase after All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters I got that bread and stacked it up It get put on your head, might start whackin' stuff I got her head and fell in love She eat up that dick, ain't no lettin' up This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder I got 'em hatin' that I leveled up But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a f*ck Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked Send one of your niggas to get wet up Got the game in a lock and I won't let up Now I'm fresh out the box and got rich as f*ck Pockets all got a knot, bought the Lamb' off the lot Might f*ck around and go buy the Bentley truck Had to grow up real rough, times used to be tough But them niggas still hate how I live it up I was posted in the cut, we ain't on it, lil' luck 'Til I got off my ass and ran it up Had to get off my ass and go get it Lil' nigga but I got big digits If it come down to beef, I'm with it You can die 'bout a tweet, boy you silly You can't say shit about me, I got a milli' Whenever I go, my family gon' get it Can never trip 'bout a ho, soon I hit it, I quit it Can't be in love, sorry bae, I admit it Full off them drugs, so the pain, I don't feel it My bitch real bad, I be fuckin' on a menace She can give me head while I drive, I can wreck, this ain't rented I'ma God so my windows five-percent tinted Screamin' "Free Yak," pourin' shots of the Henny All these free bands, got a custom the Benzy Grown man gossip, 'bout to kill that nigga runnin' Can't f*ck with niggas, no, Jack not friendly I done ran up a check, now I'm the one bitches chase after All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters I got that bread and stacked it up It get put on your head, might start whackin' stuff I got her head and fell in love She eat up that dick, ain't no lettin' up This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder I got 'em hatin' that I leveled up But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a f*ck Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked Send one of your niggas to get wet up
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Written by: Pierre DeLince
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