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hommie king - go back lyrics

hook
go back go back
all y’all fakers go back
go back go back
all y’all haters go back
go back go back
all.yall fakers go back
all y’all haters go back
what u got going on n-gga go back

verse (hommie king)

yeah i’m done with this nonsense
fake n-ggas go back
they talking big like they go sh-t
you played yourself with the brag
i’m about coupe a big mansion
with real n-ggas popping tags
and i got 10 bad b-tches shaking fake doing blunts
i talk when i got
money ain’t sh-t bad b-tches no problems
you prolly you ain’t got sh-t
take that fake sh-t outta my face hate nonsense
they p-ssy n-gga outta my zone
i’m on fire b-tches

hook
go back go back
all y’all fakers go back
go back go back
all y’all haters go back
go back go back
all.yall fakers go back

verse (hitboy)

got em ogz and dcs been puting in work for that paper (chasers)
these fake n-ggas can’t fake me i’m all about my scrilla (stacks)
my brothers told me go get em and i holla back that i get em
these suckas tryna make sh-t worst we catch these suckas we hit em (hithim)
got hunnid stacks in my pocket (stacks)
saint laurent on my jacket (sl)
big d-ck she suck it, ain’t got no time to f-ck it (uuhh)
i’m freshout the prada
6/4n-gga n-gga my brother (blood)
we talking money no drama (hoh)
got that hunnid racks for my momma
thee p-ssy n-ggas got murdered
i’m talking money they heard it
thee n-ggas are fakin, i told drumboi hold up…..it’s forreal

verse (iceboy)

just stay the f-ck back , i don’t take that ,mmh can i get my flow back, u don’t sound perfect u wack , y u gon say sh-t at my back , n-gga
they said i changed , i grew up am on some good lately
don’t come too close, i roll my wood , smoke that sh-t daily
don’t text my phone , i’m in my zone, leave a message after the tone
trap zone i got my clark on me , fake out ,imma smoke ur army
2facer u need a chill pill , u gon see me wit a cool deal , u gon hate , u gon fake, i can tell that in ur crocky face
2 shots to your head
i came through the gang with me
you gon tell to the fed
boss up no snitching on me
got your b-tch in ma bed
i got the gowap big hommie . snapchat been booming , bank is account is enormous . phony. .. n-gga
lubotin and my tummy figure , i dress
good, u can call me jigga. hold up , let me light up my cigar , before u start talking cos u lame

- hommie king lyrics

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