young savage
looking back
lyrics

(INTRO)

Uh, I flexed on versace, my clothes and my shirts it's all my mom bought me

Uh, A fake n***a not me, that sh** that we flexin' is not what they taught me

Uh, I pulled up on a fake crib n***a, almost had to pull out my shotty

Damn, Man I'm so fine

Step back on the 3-Point line

Make the shot like I'm Kobe Bryant

Gucci, versace thats all that I see

I walk in it goes to a 100 degrees

n***as coming beggin' on my knees

All I got is fees

I got all the keys

Dab on 'em like I sneeze

Yeah, I know, I know I'm a playboy

Get her sitting back, on my dick, like a cowboy

(Verse 1)

Versace like im making cash rain

First cla** seat from tokyo to spain

Sippin' codeine and champaigne

I'm insane n***a, ice in my veins

Flickin my wrist, my head and my chain

Again and again and again and again

Get the f** outta here with your wack sh**

I swear yall acting up like you're brad pitt

Try to come to me, I'll make a base-hit

Damn I stab then I dab 'cuz I'm lit lit

I get that money for my n***as then I split it

Yeah, girls everywhere, I swear

s**ing everywhere, on the counch, on the chair

Smoke in the air, cum on her hair

Make money rain like I really don't care

(Hook)

Flex on versace, my n***as they got me

Left a hole in my body, it felt like she shot me

I'm up in the crib , the feelings they caught me(jheez)

Now it's 2k16 most rappers are f**ed up on lean

Pull out my Glock, you dead, that's a crime scene

(verse 2)

Now i'm back on Versace, these loyal n***as they got me

If you thirsty n***a then gimme a call, I gotchu' you with b**hes, money and all

Yeah if you know me, you know me, my story, then you know how it goes

b**hes in my shows, versace clothes, slow-mo like I froze, you know I'm the boss

n***as talking 'bout a solo , n***a Whats the f** that's a no-no

Don't worry my n***a I got my whole team

Bars spitting faster than n***a thats f**ed up on speed

Yeah, I walk in the strip club

Looking for a b**h yea I'm looking for a hooker

She wet like she came out the bathtub

I'm going hard, she feel it to the bone

Going hard, going fast, in the zone

Sitting on my lap, I'm sitting on my throne

But when I'm away I know she feeling alone

Call me, text me, message on my phone

Versace clothes and a gucci watch

She be bungee boucin' on my crotch

Ain't got time for that sh** so I blocked her

All while drinkin' liquor with my chauffeur

b**hes going on me, callin' me mister

(Hook)

Flex on versace, my n***as they got me

Left a hole in my body, it felt like she shot me

I'm up in the crib , the feelings they caught me(jheez)

Now it's 2k16 most rappers are f**ed up on lean

Pull out my Glock, you dead, that's a crime scene

(OUTRO)

We used to go outside makin' beats with sitcks

Never thought we'd get more than 5 dollar tips

Beat level after level 'till we made it to the 6ix

Bought my mom a house, bought my n***as kicks