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return to sender! - flack (usa) lyrics

[chorus]
aye!
flack, he that n*gga and y’all just pretenders
i ride with my gang, i can’t change on my members
we swap out these b*tches if they got a temper
my pockets real fat, got a lot of the tender
can’t worry about thots, only worry about figures
she cry me a lake and i swim in the river
she come eat me up, we not eating no dinner
i take that girl’s soul and return back to sender

flack, he that n*gga and y’all just pretenders
i ride with my gang, i can’t change on my members
we swap out these b*tches if they got a temper
my pockets real fat, got a lot of the tender
can’t worry about thots, only worry about figures
she cry me a lake and i swim in the river
she come eat me up, we not eating no dinner
i take that girl’s soul and return back to sender

[verse 1]
i could never go back, back to when i wasn’t having
these n*ggas, they needy, their hands out, they asking
if she come to the spot, ain’t no question i’m smashing
keep a pole on the hole, so i’m gonna keep a ratchet
and the red light, he lacking, the skat pack his casket
i get paid everyday, i done made it a habit
you a frivolous boy, i spent racks on this fashion
b*tch it’s only one flack cause these n*ggas ain’t valid
ain’t never been a p*ssy, boy don’t play with my name
my vision 20/20 through these cartier frames
i got a couple dollars now she wanna be my dane
she don’t get nothing from me but she gives some good ass brain
i be running through so many hoes every time i get bored
i get new ones just give it a rest
if that boy wants some problems, then boy we can solve them
i aim at his vlone and leave him distressed
[chorus]
flack, he that n*gga and y’all just pretenders
i ride with my gang, i can’t change on my members
we swap out these b*tches if they got a temper
my pockets real fat, got a lot of the tender
can’t worry about thots, only worry about figures
she cry me a lake and i swim in the river
she come eat me up, we not eating no dinner
i take that girl’s soul and return back to sender

[verse 2]
when we f*ck, b*tch you gotta put your shoes on, you can’t stay
b*tch you gotta get up out my place
give a f*ck where you go, lil b*tch but you can’t stay here
when i nut, b*tch you gotta get clear
i’m my own d*mn baller
young n*gga, i be ballin’ like steph
quick to leave a b*tch by her d*mn self
i ain’t tripping bout a b*tch, i’m a mack, i can get a whole lot
i don’t trip, i just change out thots
[chorus]
flack, he that n*gga and y’all just pretenders
i ride with my gang, i can’t change on my members
we swap out these b*tches if they got a temper
my pockets real fat, got a lot of the tender
can’t worry about thots, only worry about figures
she cry me a lake and i swim in the river
she come eat me up, we not eating no dinner
i take that girl’s soul and return back to sender

- flack usa lyrics

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