[Lyric] So Many Times (Mook TBG)

[Intro]
Yeah
Fucked up so many times like
I just know what to do with that shit
Stacking em', flicking em', flipping em'

[Chorus]
Fucked up so many times now the bag right, (Yeah)
Big racks in my pocket she act right (Act Right)
Chain on my neck like a nightlight
Take a trip with his bitch, get the bag right (Bag Right)
Fly to LA to rewind time
Wanna know what I do with these big racks, (Yeah)
He run off and we blow his shit back
I do not get in no beef, he wanna beef
Got diamonds on all of my teeth
Nigga don't bother me, Mook Ali
I gotta bob and weave, it ain't no stopping me, (Yeah)
When we shoot his mans down, If we cannot catch him
As soon as we catch him, we bless him (Ah)
Feel like the devil, try and catch mе I'm moving in silence
I'm catching thesе plays like I'm Beckham
[Verse 1]
I just got arrested for riding with that shit on my lap
I blow his face no cap, (No Cap) and we smoking Za
Might put his dog in a blunt, If he talking some shit I don't want
And I gotta bunch of these nigga that's ready
A bunch of this fetti a kill them nigga kill em' nothing
I fuck up the money, fuck up his body parts
Don't need no body guard, we do not party hard
I need a check and fall off a couple cars
Put them shit out the garage
Just to piss them niggas off, I'm really a boss (Skrtt)
Walk in the mall, get it all like fuck what it cost
He ain't even make the roster
That little nigga an imposter, came from a dollar
I had to Cuban my collar (Damn)

[Chorus]
Fucked up so many times now the bag right
Big racks in my pocket she act right (Act Right)
Chain on my neck like a nightlight
Take a trip with his bitch, get the bag right (Bag Right)
Fly to LA to rewind time
Wanna know what I do with these big racks, (Yeah)
He run off and we blow his shit back
I do not get in no beef, he wanna beef
Got diamonds on all of my teeth
Nigga don't bother me, Mook Ali
I gotta bob and weave, it ain't no stopping me, (Yeah)
When we shoot his mans down, If we cannot catch him
As soon as we catch him, we bless him (Ah)
Feel like the devil, try and catch me I'm moving in silence
I'm catching these plays like I'm Beckham (Beckham)
[Outro]
And I gotta bunch of these nigga that's ready
A bunch of this fetti these niggas kill him nothing
I fuck up the money, fuck up his body parts
Don't need no body guard, we do not party hard
Body guard, body guard (Body Guard, Body Guard)
Skrtt
Body guard, body guard (Body Guard, Body Guard)