I just wanna go back, back to 1999 Take a ride to my old neighborhood Wanna go back, wanna go I just wanna go back, sing, "hit me, baby, one more time" Ooh, wish that we could go back in time, uh Got memories Ooh, maybe we can do it tonight Tonight's the

Nobody's gonna love me like you Nobody, no uh Like you, ooh Nobody's gonna love me like you do Nobody's ever loved me to the truth I don't want nothing else No heart, no hands, no skin, no touch Can get me there, nowhere enough

I ride foreign cars, ooh I fuck foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars I fuck three bitches in one day, off a bar I ride foreign cars, yeah Ooh, yeah, huh, ooh Lil Pump, Lil Pump, ooh Pull up to the strip, ooh

Everybody wanna be like me Everybody wanna be like me (ooh, yeah) Everybody wanna be like me (huh?) Bust down, big chains and dress fancy (ooh) Bust down, big chains and dress fancy (yeah, ooh) Everybody wanna be like me (ooh) Everybody wanna be like me

He love the way I ride it Like I'm a freak freak freak, uh They love the way I ride it ('cause I do it good) They love the way I ride the beat (Ooh ooh ooh) oh baby baby baby Catch me in the mall You know I buy it out

And I haven't looked back Since I made up my mind And I haven't looked back, uh For a very long time I don't, I don't see myself lookin' back for you man Reason why is 'cause I'm only looking for a name, ooh Zonin' on the road Not knowin' where to go But

None of my cars ain't rented Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks, bitch (esskeetit, ooh) Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks, bitch (yuh, yuh, yuh, ooh) All matte black, my windows tinted (ooh, brrt) Fuck a bitch once say,

Ounces of weed Got your own If you at my table Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Uh, long days, gotta recharge to run the play Paper straight, come up with bars to get us paid Major weight make it hard for them to imitate Rolex tell the daytime and the date

End of discussion I went from nothing to something I want them real deal hunnids Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani Pussy tsunami Ain't talkin' no money, it's nothing Big bag, truckload (huh) I'm in her throat (throat) Plug call, I finesse for the

I'm the mack, I'm the mack I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Yeah) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Skeet) Minor setbacks for major comebacks, yeah (Ooh) Baby, have a talk with your son That nigga lookin' like a sack, huh (Bitch) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Mack)