Lyrics :
(Damn 5x)
You come around with that bad energy, Don't come around here
If you ain't come in to get money then don't come in here bitch get outta here
(Bitch hit the road)
Yea, hold on let me tell 'em
If you not gone help me put no bread in my pocket then don't come 'round me
And I done bounced back now I'm steppin on niggas that used to down me
And I just got done bustin' this thick bitch up that used to clown me
And I been poppin my shit so Ian suprised that that bitch found me
Yea I can't worry bout (nothing)
I can't worry 'bout nothing else my nigga you see my pockets swole
And me ?
I can't hang around no f*ck nigga but shit to each is own
(Tryna tell 'em)
That's how these niggas get slimed out by the one they call they own
Be poppin my shit I be here and be there they like damn he must got a clone
Now she blowing me up she textin me back to back bitch get the f*ck off my phone
I came in this bitch with them racks
Them big blue stacks
I already know what she on
Yea I bust her and duck her I told her to get out and she say
I told her
If it's better for you not have me round hit that door
If it's better for me to not come around let me know
Don't ya come back no more no more no more
Hit the road jack and don't ya come back no more !
Bitch I was already hot before the summer came (hot)
As soon as I get done with her I'm like what's yo' momma name ? (No Fakin)
I'm just tryna f*ck some lil baby come give me brain
It's crazy how a bitch come around when she know them commas came
Bitch hit the road and don't ya come back no more !
So Supa - Hit the Road Jack (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Lyrics :
(Damn 5x)
You come around with that bad energy, Don't come around here
If you ain't come in to get money then don't come in here bitch get outta here
(Bitch hit the road)
Yea, hold on let me tell 'em
If you not gone help me put no bread in my pocket then don't come 'round me
And I done bounced back now I'm steppin on niggas that used to down me
And I just got done bustin' this thick bitch up that used to clown me
And I been poppin my shit so Ian suprised that that bitch found me
Yea I can't worry bout (nothing)
I can't worry 'bout nothing else my nigga you see my pockets swole
And me ?
I can't hang around no f*ck nigga but shit to each is own
(Tryna tell 'em)
That's how these niggas get slimed out by the one they call they own
Be poppin my shit I be here and be there they like damn he must got a clone
Now she blowing me up she textin me back to back bitch get the f*ck off my phone
I came in this bitch with them racks
Them big blue stacks
I already know what she on
Yea I bust her and duck her I told her to get out and she say
I told her
If it's better for you not have me round hit that door
If it's better for me to not come around let me know
Don't ya come back no more no more no more
Hit the road jack and don't ya come back no more !
Bitch I was already hot before the summer came (hot)
As soon as I get done with her I'm like what's yo' momma name ? (No Fakin)
I'm just tryna f*ck some lil baby come give me brain
It's crazy how a bitch come around when she know them commas came
Bitch hit the road and don't ya come back no more !
(Damn 5x)
You come around with that bad energy, Don't come around here
If you ain't come in to get money then don't come in here bitch get outta here
(Bitch hit the road)
Yea, hold on let me tell 'em
If you not gone help me put no bread in my pocket then don't come 'round me
And I done bounced back now I'm steppin on niggas that used to down me
And I just got done bustin' this thick bitch up that used to clown me
And I been poppin my shit so Ian suprised that that bitch found me
Yea I can't worry bout (nothing)
I can't worry 'bout nothing else my nigga you see my pockets swole
And me ?
I can't hang around no f*ck nigga but shit to each is own
(Tryna tell 'em)
That's how these niggas get slimed out by the one they call they own
Be poppin my shit I be here and be there they like damn he must got a clone
Now she blowing me up she textin me back to back bitch get the f*ck off my phone
I came in this bitch with them racks
Them big blue stacks
I already know what she on
Yea I bust her and duck her I told her to get out and she say
I told her
If it's better for you not have me round hit that door
If it's better for me to not come around let me know
Don't ya come back no more no more no more
Hit the road jack and don't ya come back no more !
Bitch I was already hot before the summer came (hot)
As soon as I get done with her I'm like what's yo' momma name ? (No Fakin)
I'm just tryna f*ck some lil baby come give me brain
It's crazy how a bitch come around when she know them commas came
Bitch hit the road and don't ya come back no more !
Writer: VONTREL PRINGLE
Copyright: Lyrics © ONErpm
Copyright: Lyrics © ONErpm