JC Luna - 8times

8 times I don't wanna be one uh ayy
8 times I don't wanna be one uh ayy
8 times I don't wanna be one uh ayy
8 times I don't wanna be one uh ayy
8 times I ain't pick up the phone

Motherfucker let me be right alone
I'll call you back cuz that shits on roam
Fuck around my gang 'boutta pop you on the dome
Got kicks off-white going on a shopping spree
Got a new bitch and she wanna fucking wife me
Calling me childish bitch I sip on that Hi-C
I'm a nice guy and I got a degree

Hatchback
Bet you don't want that
Part of the Rat Pack
Bitch you a wombat
I've been feeling real bad
Bet you've been feeling real glad
Finna just bounce back
I don't want no combat

Good sweet Good sweet Good sweet candy
I'm an addict better keep that money handy
Combination not to last like Sonic and Sally
Are we just fuck ups like Billy and Mandy
Bruh shut that shit up

God damn
I'm the man
Pull up with the minivan
Imma scan
Contraband
Finna fly to Japan
On the land
Hold my hand
In the motherfucking sand
Boring like that Raising Bran
Finna fry you in a pan
Aw man

8 times I don't wanna be one uh ayy
8 times I don't wanna be one uh ayy
8 times I don't wanna be one uh ayy
8 times I don't wanna be one uh ayy

Yuh ayy

Written by:
Julio Espino

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