mook tbg – so many times lyrics
[intro]
yeah
f+cked up so many times like
i just know what to do with that sh+t
stacking em’, fl!cking em’, flipping em’
[chorus]
f+cked up so many times now the bag right, (yeah)
big racks in my pocket she act right (act right)
chain on my neck like a nightlight
take a trip with his b+tch, get the bag right (bag right)
fly to la to rewind time
wanna know what i do with these big racks, (yeah)
he run off and we blow his sh+t back
i do not get in no beef, he wanna beef
got diamonds on all of my t++th
n+gga don’t bother me, mook ali
i gotta bob and weave, it ain’t no stopping me, (yeah)
when we shoot his mans down, if we cannot catch him
as soon as we catch him, we bless him (ah)
feel like the devil, try and catch mе i’m moving in silence
i’m catching thesе plays like i’m beckham
[verse 1]
i just got arrested for riding with that sh+t on my lap
i blow his face no cap, (no cap) and we smoking za
might put his dog in a blunt, if he talking some sh+t i don’t want
and i gotta bunch of these n+gga that’s ready
a bunch of this fetti a k!ll them n+gga k!ll em’ nothing
i f+ck up the money, f+ck up his body parts
don’t need no body guard, we do not party hard
i need a check and fall off a couple cars
put them sh+t out the garage
just to p+ss them n+ggas off, i’m really a boss (skrtt)
walk in the mall, get it all like f+ck what it cost
he ain’t even make the roster
that little n+gga an imposter, came from a dollar
i had to cuban my collar (d+mn)
[chorus]
f+cked up so many times now the bag right
big racks in my pocket she act right (act right)
chain on my neck like a nightlight
take a trip with his b+tch, get the bag right (bag right)
fly to la to rewind time
wanna know what i do with these big racks, (yeah)
he run off and we blow his sh+t back
i do not get in no beef, he wanna beef
got diamonds on all of my t++th
n+gga don’t bother me, mook ali
i gotta bob and weave, it ain’t no stopping me, (yeah)
when we shoot his mans down, if we cannot catch him
as soon as we catch him, we bless him (ah)
feel like the devil, try and catch me i’m moving in silence
i’m catching these plays like i’m beckham (beckham)
[outro]
and i gotta bunch of these n+gga that’s ready
a bunch of this fetti these n+ggas k!ll him nothing
i f+ck up the money, f+ck up his body parts
don’t need no body guard, we do not party hard
body guard, body guard (body guard, body guard)
skrtt
body guard, body guard (body guard, body guard)
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