The Blaqueout - The Jack lyrics

[Verse 1 - Kazzy Chase] R.I.P. Tark; I don't coach n***as In the city looking like a coke dealer In the club flexing on a broke n***a Probably take your b**h; light the dope with her Probably hit the strip for a note, n***a In the game; no cheat code, n***a Pull up to the scene on a 4-wheeler No room on the back, still roll with us n***a I done seen your team I seen your team & your team take L's And my team don't, we just make sales I done came up just to come back down And my hoes so down My hoes down Some of y'all n***as hoes mine right now Cashing n***as checks 'fore they even write them down Then I see them out in public & never give them a pound I'm the same motherf**er, man This sh** so lit, I'm with the sh**s I broke the bank & fixed the whip I pour the drank & mix it with the Sprite I stay key, my n***a, day & night This whole year was nothing but the jack Me & Neek just hit these n***as back to back to back to back to back to back The Blaqueout, n***a [break] [Verse 2 - Nikko Dator] Still maintaining, I will remain Put it on me; that's on everything People still looking at me very strange Still the same Neek, I ain't never change Grinding like I'm on auto-pilot If she bad, I might piledrive it But I don't want her, she simple minded Seeing all this money get her too excited Still doing sh** that they talk about Heavy metal like I'm rocking out Still smoking on that very loud And I will never turn it down Fell asleep in my Ferragamo's Going broke is not in the motto Homie, my past is your tomorrow I want my swag that you tried to borrow I don't ever say a thing Kazz & I collab so supreme Get her wetter than a submarine Now she rep the team & dine in fine cuisine Crack-crack & you know that Quit acting like you wrote that I see you hating in the forecast You can get it through the phone app