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Jay Wil The Six

I'm back, I'm bad
You mad, thats sad
It sucks, To suck
Don't push, your luck
Your girls, alone
She text, my phone
I take, your girl
Then take, her home
Your girls, a fan
Cus I'm bout, these bands
She make, it clap
Don't use, no hands
Don't throw, no racks
She still gon dance
You throw, your racks
She still, don't dance

I ain't into taking homies bitches but it happens
They lying on they body like they single but they cappin
Don't come to me with no static
Better train your hoe like a dragon
Or you might just get burned if not by her then me and thats tragic
I ain't playing these games
She text you but FaceTime me we in two different lanes
We are not the same, I don't have girl trouble
Cus when i tell her come here she gon come here on the double
So now you out here looking wild tight you looking dumb
You thought when she took you out it was gon be all for fun
Now my bro on her body
And she ain't telling you sorry
Just take your L or go take all that smoke to another party, look
If you want smoke, better not choke
Im cutthroat relax just take your time
Think about your move that you gon do
Then add two my squad will end your night
If you want smoke better not choke
I'm cutthroat relax just take your time
Think about your move what you gon do
Then add two or imma take your wife

I'm back, I'm bad
You mad, thats sad
It sucks, To suck
Don't push, your luck
Your girls, alone
She text, my phone
I take, your girl
Then take, her home
Your girls, a fan
Cus I'm bout, these bands
She make, it clap
Don't use, no hands
Don't throw, no racks
She still gon dance
You throw, your racks
She still, don't dance

On to better business
These girls in front of me kissin
Might have to make a mission
Tryna get in between em
She twerkin, earthquake
Big cake, birthday
New whip, swervin
Big bag, birkin
Link up the brodie right now
Tell him it's lit come pop out
Elevator to the top
Ain't no foul no box out
She drunk her box done slipped out
This group is pulling nips out
I feel like its spring break
The way its getting hot out
Bare girls wanna @ me thats okay
Take em on a run to show i don't play
Silver straight woulda thought i like jose
Hard liquor girl move that rose
Pics for bread y'all flick for fun
Pics on read she left you stunned
Hand on head ill left you sonned
Boy like me can't be a dub
Can't be a dub
Walk back in if i lose one and get another one
Maybe a foreign one
English a little off
But that ass kinda soft
And she make that back work, ain't no lay off
Flashing, lights
Liquor, white
She got me clubbing tonight
Bottles is in the ice
Dress, tight
Hips, right
She going down tonight
Before she catch her flight
It don't take much for her just to shake it
Flexible whenever she a little faded
Flexible schedule time for me she make it
Said she wanna drive the boat so I'll pay it

I'm back, I'm bad
You mad, thats sad
It sucks, To suck
Don't push, your luck
Your girls, alone
She text, my phone
I take, your girl
Then take, her home
Your girls, a fan
Cus I'm bout, these bands
She make, it clap
Don't use, no hands
Don't throw, no racks
She still gon dance
You throw, your racks
She still, don't dance