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jag gatz - right track lyrics

hook:
if it ain’t bout a bag i don’t like that
don’t even try to ask i don’t like that (nah)
i’m the first to attack they don’t fight back
all i gotta ask where the mic at (yuh)
they tryna test, i wouldn’t try that
won’t be pretty if i gotta bite back (rah)
f-ck em if they hating i can’t waste time debating
i just make sure we on the right track (aye)

verse 1:
i’m a toaster with no holster (yuh)
all of these rappers mediocre (yuh)
i’m folding all the jokers like poker (aye)
i just want the cake like oprah (yuh)
i want all the smoke, try to take me as a joke
i’ll put a poster boy on a poster (bap)
sleep on me now you woke, go run and tell ya folk
who they thought was cold i’m colder
listen i don’t care what you thought i do not give two f-cks
i’m the hardest outta all these artists most these suckers do suck
you’s a b-tch, if you talking sh-t bout me while i’m grinding
throwing shade just cuz i be shining this sh-t perfect timing (woo)

hook:
if it ain’t bout a bag i don’t like that
don’t even try to ask i don’t like that (nah)
i’m the first to attack they don’t fight back
all i gotta ask where the mic at (yuh)
they tryna test, i wouldn’t try that
won’t be pretty if i gotta bite back (no)
f-ck em if they hating i can’t waste time debating
i just make sure we on the right track (aye)

verse 2:
word to kato this sh-t fuego (woo)
i’m a boss, whatever i say go (woo)
if i ain’t working imma lay low (yep)
get the bread and hasta luego (skrt)
these dudes gotta catch up, i be getting g-ssed up
send them into a f-cking frenzy (grr)
n0body really match up, all them rappers last up
i can’t mess with no sucka mc’s (no)
don’t compare me to them clowns you bugging now i’m f-cking wild
put some respect i’m who up next go start forming up my crown
mother f-ck the fake sh-t they can’t take it sit yo punk -ss down
i ain’t ever fronting this sh-t really built up from the ground

hook:
if it ain’t bout a bag i don’t like that
don’t even try to ask i don’t like that (nah)
i’m the first to attack they don’t fight back
all i gotta ask where the mic at (yuh)
they tryna test, i wouldn’t try that
won’t be pretty if i gotta bite back (no)
f-ck em if they hating i can’t waste time debating
i just make sure we on the right track (aye)

verse 3:
i’m mad confused what you call hot (what)
calling trash flames but it’s all not (no)
then turn around and say that i can’t spit (what)
this far from wack i got d-mn hits (b-tch)
whenever i spit it you with it or quit it
i ain’t tryna do this for you homie (nah)
my sh-t be hitting real different no kidding
wait on it i know all you gon see (rah)

- jag gatz lyrics

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