Thirty Rack$ - Gassi Remix
She want my love, I don't want it back (I don't want it back)
Just last month I made 30 racks (30 racks)
She want money, she want Maybachs (Maybachs)
Ain't no way to get me back (ain't no way)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (yeah, she fake, she fake)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (what?)
She like my pen ship, yeah
Don't want no friendship, yeah
She want a pension, yeah
She want attention, yeah
She getting it too
Whenever I leave she don't know what to do, ooh
Girl I'ma getting confused, yeah
I am not flexin' on you, eh
I was just born with the drip, eh
Niggas don't know what it is
Shorty just want her a taste, eh
I give her somethin' to sip, eh
Yeah, ey, girl I'm just playin' with you
Come on here, let's get faded too
She want my love, I don't want it back (I don't want it back)
Just last month I made 30 racks (30 racks)
She want money, she want Maybachs (Maybachs)
Ain't no way to get me back (ain't no way)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (yeah, she fake, she fake, yeah)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (yeah, she fake, she fake, yeah) (what?)
Told her, eyy, it's you babe it's not me, I could list your flaws all the way from A to G to Z
I been going down on her, yeah I know my ABC
Golden frown on me yeah I'm fuckin' shinin' like my teeth
Got the alligator shoes with the alligator socks
Told her that's it's fuckin' see through, just like you
So I flex on her, tell her bye bye, cut the check then it's high-life
Yeah we finna kick it like it's Muay Thai, ey
Put that bitch in a box, told him we not square
Call me bout some fuckin' royalties, well I'm not scared
You can come at me, oh, tell them come through please, oh
And the whole team eats, yeah, like it's KFC, oh
She want my love, I don't want it back (I don't want it back)
Just last month I made 30 racks (30 racks)
She want money, she want Maybachs (Maybachs)
Ain't no way to get me back (ain't no way)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (yeah, she fake, she fake)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one
(Ooh, I can see that she a fake one)
(I can see that she a fake one) I can see that she a fake one
(Ooh, I can see that she a fake one)
(I can see that she a fake one) I can see that she a fake one, (what?)
Just last month I made 30 racks (30 racks)
She want money, she want Maybachs (Maybachs)
Ain't no way to get me back (ain't no way)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (yeah, she fake, she fake)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (what?)
She like my pen ship, yeah
Don't want no friendship, yeah
She want a pension, yeah
She want attention, yeah
She getting it too
Whenever I leave she don't know what to do, ooh
Girl I'ma getting confused, yeah
I am not flexin' on you, eh
I was just born with the drip, eh
Niggas don't know what it is
Shorty just want her a taste, eh
I give her somethin' to sip, eh
Yeah, ey, girl I'm just playin' with you
Come on here, let's get faded too
She want my love, I don't want it back (I don't want it back)
Just last month I made 30 racks (30 racks)
She want money, she want Maybachs (Maybachs)
Ain't no way to get me back (ain't no way)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (yeah, she fake, she fake, yeah)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (yeah, she fake, she fake, yeah) (what?)
Told her, eyy, it's you babe it's not me, I could list your flaws all the way from A to G to Z
I been going down on her, yeah I know my ABC
Golden frown on me yeah I'm fuckin' shinin' like my teeth
Got the alligator shoes with the alligator socks
Told her that's it's fuckin' see through, just like you
So I flex on her, tell her bye bye, cut the check then it's high-life
Yeah we finna kick it like it's Muay Thai, ey
Put that bitch in a box, told him we not square
Call me bout some fuckin' royalties, well I'm not scared
You can come at me, oh, tell them come through please, oh
And the whole team eats, yeah, like it's KFC, oh
She want my love, I don't want it back (I don't want it back)
Just last month I made 30 racks (30 racks)
She want money, she want Maybachs (Maybachs)
Ain't no way to get me back (ain't no way)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one (yeah, she fake, she fake)
Ooh, I can see that she a fake one (she fake)
I can see that she a fake one
(Ooh, I can see that she a fake one)
(I can see that she a fake one) I can see that she a fake one
(Ooh, I can see that she a fake one)
(I can see that she a fake one) I can see that she a fake one, (what?)
Credits
Writer(s): Albert Frykman, Karl Andres Camilo Lindholm, Abdikarin Hussein
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