Sam Flora - I DONT WANT YOU BACK! lyrics

[Intro: Sam Flora] (Kutabare) Ok in my Rafs, yeah Don't know how to act, yeah Don't know how to act [Chorus: Sam Flora] 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 [Verse 1: Sam Flora] I don't want you back, ooh Okay, I might smash, yeah She say I'm a doll, all these ni**as pussycats, yeah Treat her like a brat, ooh Now you're in the past, damn Thought this sh*t would last, uh Thought this sh*t would last, ooh [Verse 2: Lil Boom] That b*tch she all on my phone, yeah, leave me 'lone (Beep) b*tch, I'm a dog give me bone, yeah Hittin' that sh*t out the bong, yeah I got no heart unless you talking chrome Oh, that's yo' b*tch? Tell her leave me alone That Glock be a quarterback, ni**a, "Go long!" ni**a, I'm fitted, like Gon I tell her text me, then leave her next week fu*ked that b*tch and you call her "Bestie" Glock on my left, see ni**a don't ref me Plus I got a stick incase a ni**a wanna test me Catch me and Sam doin' donuts in a ten speed Oh, that's your b*tch? Why she Icky Vicky? I just left Elliot, ni**a, no Missy Ho's on my dick 'cause a ni**a so picky I beat the block up, ni**a, beat the pan (Beat it) Ho's on my dick, I think I'm Dirty Dan (Dirty) Blowin' this loud, b*tch, I think I'm a fan (Blow it) Oh, that's your ho'? Why she say I'm her man? When I roll woods, b*tch, I roll out the gram (Gram) Times that by three, this sh*t look like a leg You stand on your money, it look like you in debt I put on my Sketchers and your b*tch get wet (Yeah) Pull up on 'em in a coupe again It ain't nothin' they can do again I just fu*ked two thick b*tches in Japan Might be something I wanna do again Want my wrist to look like Toucan Sam ni**a, 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 [Chorus: Sam Flora] 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