[Lyric] ​hit u back (Shaio)

[Intro]
Yuh, uhh
Yeah, hey

[Chrous]
Aye
I ain't even worried ’bout bitches, I'm tryna stack
Every time that you hit me I hit you, back
I really fall too much, yeah, for that cap (Yeah)
She left her last nigga 'cause he was, wack
Dunkin’ in his bitch just like I'm, Shaq
Oh, he think he funny, Oh, he tryna, pack
Only think I miss is you on my, lap
This nigga broke, why he keep talkin' 'bout, racks?

[Verse 1]
If I lose Jay I might just go, mad
It's my first heartbreak but it won't be my, last
Be straight up with me just tell me the, facts
I don't think I want one more, chance
Kick her out that door she wanna, leave
She be gettin' into clubs with no ID
She said she fuckin’ wit my swag but this just, me
Damn, you know how much I spent on these kicks?
And she like the way I dress she like my fit
I’ma kick him in his face, with some ricks
He said that he wanna fight, he gon' fight my blick (Fah)
[Chrous]
I ain’t even worried 'bout bitches, I'm tryna stack
Every time that you hit me I hit you, back
I really fall too much, yeah, for that cap (Yeah)
She left her last nigga 'cause he was, wack
Dunkin’ in his bitch just like I'm, Shaq
Oh, he think he funny, Oh, he tryna, pack
Only think I miss is you on my, lap
This nigga broke, why he keep talkin' 'bout, racks?

[Outro]
Calling number one priority alert

I ain't even worried 'bout bitches, I'm tryna stack
Every time that you hit me I hit you, back
I really fall too much, yeah, for that cap (Yeah)
She left her last nigga 'cause he was, wack
Dunkin' in his bitch just like I'm, Shaq
Oh, he think he funny, Oh, he tryna, pack
Only think I miss is you on my, lap
This nigga broke, why he keep talkin' 'bout, racks?