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jackboy - own my masters lyrics

[chorus]
i done ran up a check, now i’m the one b+tches chase after
all these chains on my neck, i’m not a slave, i own my masters
i got that bread and stacked it up
it get put on your head, might start whacking stuff
i got her head and fell in love
she eat up that d+ck, ain’t no letting up
this is not a corvette, my aventador go way faster
i could flex on my ex, it ain’t hard to see my new b+tch badder
i got ’em hating that i leveled up
but i’m rich, so no, i do not give a f+ck
everywhere that i step, it’s a pistol tucked
send one of your n+ggas to get one up

[verse]
got the game in a lock and i won’t let up
got fresh out the box and got rich as f+ck
pockets all got a knot, bought the lamb’ off the lot
might f+ck around and go buy the bentley truck
had to grow up real rough, times used to be tough
but them n+ggas still hate how i live it up
i was posted in the cut, we ain’t on it letting up
’til i got off my ass and ran it up
had to get off my ass and go get it
lil’ n+gga but i got big digits
if it come down to beef, i’m with it
you can die ’bout a tweet, boy you silly
you can’t say sh+t about me, i got a milli’
whenever i go, my family gon’ get it
can never trip ’bout a ho, soon i hit it, i quit it
can’t be loved, sorry bae, i admit it
fill up them drugs, so the pain, i don’t feel it
my b+tch real bad, i be f+cking on a menace
she give me head while i drive, i can wreck, this ain’t rented
and i got some my windows five+percent tinted
screaming free yak, pouring shots of the henny
all these free bands, got a custom the benzy
grown man gossip, bout to k!ll a n+gga runnin
can’t f+ck with n+ggas, no, jack not friendly
[chorus]
i done ran up a check, now i’m the one b+tches chase after
all these chains on my neck, i’m not a slave, i own my masters
i got that bread and stacked it up
it get put on your head, might start whacking stuff
i got her head and fell in love
she eat up that d+ck, ain’t no letting up
this is not a corvette, my aventador go way faster
i could flex on my ex, it ain’t hard to see my new b+tch badder
i got ’em hating that i leveled up
but i’m rich, so no, i do not give a f+ck
everywhere that i step, it’s a pistol tucked
send one of your n+ggas to get one up

- jackboy lyrics

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