Lyrics I DONT WANT YOU BACK! by Lil Boom

[Sam Flora]
(Kutabare)
Ok in my Rafs, yeah
Don't know how to act, yeah
Don't know how to act

I don't know how to act (Act)
Walkin' in my Rafs (Rafs)
That's a lot of swag (Yeah)
That's a lot of cash (Yeah)
I don't want you back (Back)
I want money bags, yeah
I want money bags (Bags)
I want money bags, yeah
I don't know how to act, ooh
Walkin' in my Rafs, yeah
That's a lot of swag, yeah
That's a lot of cash, yeah
I want money bags, yeah
I don't want you back, no
I want money bags
I want money bags, yeah

[Sam Flora]
I don't want you back, ooh
Okay, I might smash, yeah
She say I'm a doll, all these niggas pussycats, yeah
Treat her like a brat, ooh
Now you're in the past, damn
Thought this shit would last, uh
Thought this shit would last, ooh

[Lil Boom]
That bitch she all on my phone, yeah, leave me 'lone (Beep)
Bitch, I'm a dog give me bone, yeah
Hittin' that shit out the bong, yeah
I got no heart unless you talking chrome
Oh, that's yo' bitch? Tell her leave me alone
That Glock be a quarterback, nigga, "Go long!"
Nigga, I'm fitted, like Gon
I tell her text me, then leave her next week
Fucked that bitch and you call her "Bestie"
Glock on my left, see nigga don't ref me
Plus I got a stick incase a nigga wanna test me
Catch me and Sam doin' donuts in a ten speed
Oh, that's your bitch? Why she Icky Vicky?
I just left Elliot, nigga, no Missy
Ho's on my dick 'cause a nigga so picky
I beat the block up, nigga, beat the pan (Beat it)
Ho's on my dick, I think I'm Dirty Dan (Dirty)
Blowin' this loud, bitch, I think I'm a fan (Blow it)
Oh, that's your ho'? Why she say I'm her man?
When I roll woods, bitch, I roll out the gram (Gram)
Times that by three, this shit look like a leg
You stand on your money, it look like you in debt
I put on my Sketchers and your bitch get wet (Yeah)
Pull up on 'em in a coupe again
It ain't nothin' they can do again
I just fucked two thick bitches in Japan
Might be something I wanna do again
Want my wrist to look like Toucan Sam
Nigga, you're looking so clueless, damn
Don't hit my phone, I will not call you back
Cuttin' her off like I'm Samurai Jack

I don't know how to act (Act)
Walkin' in my Rafs (Rafs)
That's a lot of swag (Yeah)
That's a lot of cash (Yeah)
I don't want you back (Back)
I want money bags, yeah
I want money bags (Bags)
I want money bags, yeah
I don't know how to act, ooh
Walkin' in my Rafs, yeah
That's a lot of swag, yeah
That's a lot of cash, yeah
I want money bags, yeah
I don't want you back, no
I want money bags
I want money bags, yeah