Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Own My Masters , by - Russ. Release date: 18.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Own My Masters |
| I done ran up a check, now I’m the one bitches chase after |
| All these chains on my neck, I’m not a slave, I own my masters |
| I got that bread and stacked it up |
| It get put on your head, might start whacking stuff |
| I got her head and fell in love |
| She eat up that dick, ain’t no letting up |
| This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster |
| I could flex on my ex, it ain’t hard to see my new bitch badder |
| I got 'em hating that I leveled up |
| But I’m rich, so no, I do not give a fuck |
| Everywhere that I step, it’s a pistol tucked |
| Send one of your niggas to get one up |
| Got the game in a lock and I won’t let up |
| Got fresh out the box and got rich as fuck |
| Pockets all got a knot, bought the Lamb' off the lot |
| Might fuck around and go buy the Bentley truck |
| Had to grow up real rough, times used to be tough |
| But them niggas still hate how I live it up |
| I was posted in the cut, we ain’t on it letting up |
| 'Til I got off my ass and ran it up |
| Had to get off my ass and go get it |
| Lil' nigga but I got big digits |
| beef, I’m with it |
| You can die 'bout |
| You can’t say shit about me, I got a milli' |
| Whenever I go, my family gon' get it |
| Can never trip 'bout a ho, soon I hit it, I quit it |
| Can’t be loved, sorry bae, I admit it |
| Fill up them drugs, so the pain, I don’t feel it |
| My bitch real bad, I be fucking on a menace |
| She give me head while I drive, I can wreck, this ain’t rented |
| And I got some my windows five-percent tinted |
| Screaming free Yak, pouring shots of the Henny |
| All these free bands, got a custom |
| Grown man |
| Can’t fuck with niggas, no, jack not friendly |
| I done ran up a check, now I’m the one bitches chase after |
| All these chains on my neck, I’m not a slave, I own my masters |
| I got that bread and stacked it up |
| It get put on your head, might start whacking stuff |
| I got her head and fell in love |
| She eat up that dick, ain’t no letting up |
| This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster |
| I could flex on my ex, it ain’t hard to see my new bitch badder |
| I got 'em hating that I leveled up |
| But I’m rich, so no, I do not give a fuck |
| Everywhere that I step, it’s a pistol tucked |
| Send one of your niggas to get one up |