Mike Jack
Mike Jack
Mike Jack Walk
Mike Jack dancing
Loud pack
Roll it up need to ask no question
Spark that
Light up bust down my wrist
Iced up
Might Fuck yo bitch
Uh
All my wrist
With diamonds that's crisp
Loud as a bitch
I'm drinkin' Fiji
Either that or brisk
Cuz it's hot as shi
My baby she need me
So I cannot quit
I'm guilty as shi
For lusting for all the things
That ain't come equipped
Like my finances
Or taxes that come after months
Of me owning my shi
Like who bill is this
Hop out the back
Of my whip
Cuz a nigga gotta chauffeur
And I'm smoking a clip
Hopped out the Benz
To a GTR
I wan go faster
Then I copped a
All of these things
On my mind
But I never trip
It is what it is They do what they can
But these niggas
They know I'm the man
Hop on a private flight
Out to Hawaii
That's just for the fam
A lot of these quiet nights
Cuz I'm alone
At the top as the man
Even as snotty nose
I used to
Dream about all of my plans
I used to Dream
About how I'm
Gone run it up
Coppin two whips
For my fam
Now we goin' dumb
Got a new crib
Now a nigga
Got more than one
Heard you a bitch
Lil nigga
You suckin' thumb
I'm a real nigga
You feel me a
One of one
Man ya girl been
On them streets
Is you dumb or some
Yea I done heard all the talkin'
He ain't runnin' up
My nigga I ain't worried
Bout none I'm comfortable
Uh
Mike jack move nigga
Mike jack dancing
Loud pack
Roll up
Need to ask
No questions
Spark that
Light up
Bust down my wrist
Iced up
Might fuck yo bitch
Mike Jack Walk
Mike Jack dancing
Loud pack
Roll it up need to ask no question
Spark that
Light up bust down my wrist
Iced up
Might Fuck yo bitch
Uh
All my wrist
With diamonds that's crisp
Loud as a bitch
I'm drinkin' Fiji
Either that or brisk
Cuz it's hot as shi
My baby she need me
So I cannot quit
I'm guilty as shi
For lusting for all the things
That ain't come equipped
Like my finances
Or taxes that come after months
Of me owning my shi
Like who bill is this
Hop out the back
Of my whip
Cuz a nigga gotta chauffeur
And I'm smoking a clip
Hopped out the Benz
To a GTR
I wan go faster
Then I copped a
All of these things
On my mind
But I never trip
It is what it is They do what they can
But these niggas
They know I'm the man
Hop on a private flight
Out to Hawaii
That's just for the fam
A lot of these quiet nights
Cuz I'm alone
At the top as the man
Even as snotty nose
I used to
Dream about all of my plans
I used to Dream
About how I'm
Gone run it up
Coppin two whips
For my fam
Now we goin' dumb
Got a new crib
Now a nigga
Got more than one
Heard you a bitch
Lil nigga
You suckin' thumb
I'm a real nigga
You feel me a
One of one
Man ya girl been
On them streets
Is you dumb or some
Yea I done heard all the talkin'
He ain't runnin' up
My nigga I ain't worried
Bout none I'm comfortable
Uh
Mike jack move nigga
Mike jack dancing
Loud pack
Roll up
Need to ask
No questions
Spark that
Light up
Bust down my wrist
Iced up
Might fuck yo bitch
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Writer(s): Sua Cravens
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