Wanted to hang (hang)
Now you’re just sittin’ there mad (sittin’ there mad)
What was that? (hey)
Told me you went to my past (pull up)
Chasin’ the bags more
Wanted a digital dashboard
You hittin’ the backboard
I had ’em come in the back door
Wanted to hang (hang)
Now you’re just sittin’ there mad (sittin’ there mad)
What was that? (hey)
Told me you went to my past (pull up)
Chasin’ the bags more
Wanted a digital dashboard
You hittin’ the backboard
I had ’em come in the back door
Yeah
That bright light
That boy too fast, need a night light
One shot to the head leave ’em night night
Police sirens gon’ bye-bye
Yeah, he mad’ then a b#tch
I got a {?} talking ’bout lists
I know he hidin’ i know that he wish
That i cannot find him i know that he pissed off
Yeah, i know that he mad
Cus’ he gon’ sit around cry like that
Ain’t whippin’ around in a ride like that
That boy ain’t really livin’ high like that
I can see why he envy us
That muh’f#cka too envious, yuh
{?}, yuh
{?}, huh, yuh
Wanted to hang (hang)
Now you’re just sittin’ there mad (sittin’ there mad)
What was that? (hey)
Told me you went to my past (pull up)
Chasin’ the bags more
Wanted a digital dashboard
You hittin’ the backboard
I had ’em come in the back door
Wanted to hang (hang)
Now you’re just sittin’ there mad (sittin’ there mad)
What was that? (hey)
Told me you went to my past (pull up)
Chasin’ the bags more
Wanted a digital dashboard
You hittin’ the backboard
I had ’em come in the back door
Y-yeah
{?}, but i’m countin’ racks
Pull up to the {?} dash, watch my headlights flash
You cannot chop it up this time we gettin’ on yo’ #ss
It’s gettin’ floody need a moppy and a body bag
Just scanned my fake ID like super man
So i just copped a six pack
Got my brain wrapped up like mommy man
Trojan horse i walk in like we cool then let my buddies past
You dont want no {?} you burnin’ like we smokin’ pack
Wanted to hang (hang)
Now you’re just sittin’ there mad (sittin’ there mad)
What was that? (hey)
Told me you went to my past (pull up)
Chasin’ the bags more
Wanted a digital dashboard
You hittin’ the backboard
I had ’em come in the back door
Wanted to hang (hang)
Now you’re just sittin’ there mad (sittin’ there mad)
What was that? (hey)
Told me you went to my past (pull up)
Chasin’ the bags more
Wanted a digital dashboard
You hittin’ the backboard
I had ’em come in the back door
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