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Cannon (Cannon) Know I walk with the racks on me Bad bitch want back back And you know she throw that ass on me I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'Cause the cash on me Yeah, you know she cappin' homie Dreadlock, that cap on me Back then they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now I'm hot they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I ain't got no Snapchat homie I think it's too personal That's what I got Twitter for Instagram, I'll bag ya hoe Back then they napped on me (What?) Now they all just act homie (Chee) Now I'm hot they all on me (What?) Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy) I ain't got no Snapchat homie (No) I think it's too personal (What?) That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram I'll bag ya hoe (Yeah) Back then they napped on me (What?) Now they all just act homie (Chee) Now I'm hot they all on me (What?) Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy) I ain't got no Snapchat homie (No) I think it's too personal (What?) That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram I'll bag ya hoe (Yeah) Like, flex on you haters (Huh), hi haters (Yeah) This is my world so it's all in my favor (Yeah) I like all girls, yeah, all type of flavors But that don't matter, 'cause I just got my baby (Sike) Pull up right there in Mercedes (Skrrt) Water, water like the Navy (Uh) Fuck that girl 'til the sun down Number one like I'm McGrady (That way) Boy you said that you made me (Yeah) Go ahead make another one Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none I'ma love her, 'til the love is done (Huh) Took your girl, she ain't try to run Hit from the back, so her legs get numb (Yeah) Hit from the back so long That my own legs startin' to get numb Suckin' me up, give me brain now she dumb Tell her it's repercussions (What?) Play her just like a drum Make in a night what you make in a month (Huh) Back then they napped on me (What?) Now they all just act homie (Chee) Now I'm hot they all on me (What?) Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy) I ain't got no Snapchat homie (No) I think it's too personal (What?) That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram I'll bag ya hoe (Yeah) Back then they napped on me (What?) Now they all just act homie (Chee) Now I'm hot they all on me (What?) Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy) I ain't got no Snapchat homie (No) I think it's too personal (What?) That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram I'll bag ya hoe (Yeah) Boy you said that you made me (Huh) Go ahead make another one (Yeah) Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none And I'ma love her, 'til the love is done Took your girl, she ain't try to run Hit from the back, so her legs get numb Hit from the back so long That my own legs starting to get numb (Skrrt) Know I walk with the racks on me (Yeah) Bad bitch want back back (Yeah) And you know she throw that ass on me (Yeah) I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'Cause the cash on me (Huh) Yeah, you know she cappin' homie (What?) Dreadlock that cap on me (Yeah) Back then they napped on me (What?) Now they all just act homie (Chee) Now I'm hot they all on me (What?) Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy) I ain't got no Snapchat homie (No) I think it's too personal (What?) That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram I'll bag ya hoe (Yeah) Back then they napped on me (What?) Now they all just act homie (Chee) Now I'm hot they all on me (What?) Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy) I ain't got no Snapchat homie (No) I think it's too personal (What?) That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram I'll bag ya hoe (Yeah) Back then they napped on me (What?) Now they all just act homie (Chee) Now I'm hot they all on me (What?) Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy) I ain't got no Snapchat homie (No) I think it's too personal (What?) That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram I'll bag ya hoe (Yeah) I ain't gon' lie Finna make one, ha