She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack
Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag
Ha my mojo back
We kung-fu that jack black/
But failure's not an option, jack
Bring that shit the fuck back
I ain't used to it, she got that hot love
Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness
Jack your wheels at the red light
350 on the stove and it's 90 outside
Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap
The reality is i don't know jack
Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
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