Write Me Back lyrics

[intro]
Aye yo Eldoubleuu, yo I love your songs, they're so lit and fire. Uh, but you didn't respond by writing me back, by writing a letter to me. I'm really concerned about that. But this is my first voicemail, really quick. But yeah you should definitely write me back or send a voicemail. But I suggest you should write me back

[Verse 1]
Now I’m back on the mic
Spitting fire all day and night
Look right here I'll be fine
Bout to make this sh*t so f*cking right (yeah)
I do this sh*t with all might (yeah)
Can't to sh*t without a sight (yeah)
b*tch I’m so fly call me a kite
Fire for rapping and for a fight
Playing trumpet after wanting a drum
Just a white boy feeling numb (yeah)
Like my mind smaller than a crumb
Suck a di*k if u think I’m dumb
b*tch I wanna be in a trap
Not country this is rap
Pouring lean on your map
You are a b*tch wait no not that
b*tch I'm a dog you would've guessed
Suck a di*k while playing chess
Onto the shoutouts ok yes
Shoutout to and Joshua Gissibil the best
Feeling my self-esteem might be going less
Saying that sh*t when I’m depressed
Tryna hide away from my stress
Bout to put these b*tches back to rest
[Skit 1]
Hey Eldoubleuu, you still haven't wrote me back yet, or called me, or sent me a voice message, I'm starting to worry because I want to make sure you're ok. Augh. I'm getting so frustrated. SO if you don't write me back, sh*t's about to get f*cking real

[Verse 2]
Mad but not insane
Changing my personality is like changing my name
b*tch I don’t like it you pussies in my lane
I f*ck a b*tch that's just so plain
Me rapping so long
Tracks I f*cked so wrong
Play ping pong
Watching Pinkfong
While talking about my ding dong
When I'm not rapping I stay humble
f*ck whoever said I mumble
A gap almost made me tumble
Down the hill where I'd meet my trouble
But I’m back on the mic
Always making sh*t alright
Go f*ck a b*tch every night
How do I sleep I sleep real tight
This sh*t lit
f*ck all of the rules
When you tryna be cool
Try to f*ck with me I go call up the group
Or the gang that's a big whoops
Can’t even drink but I’m at a bar
Wanna be driving but I don’t have a car
Everyday b*tch I spitting those bars
Because I’m a motherf*cking superstar
[Skit 2]
Eldoubleuu, what the hell. I told you to write me back but you didn't, I told you to send a voicemail but you didn't. I don't think I can trust you anymore, I just can't. I can't. f*ck you! f*ck You! Augh!

[Verse 3]
I’m sorry for your lost but Jesus Christ man why the f*ck did you had to do that
That sh*t ain’t gonna solve anything why did do you do that was it because you were fat
f*ck with the humor remember I said that I will definitely be back
But I heard you shot yourself just wake up in hell and tell me where the f*ck you are at
Look at me now I'm such a f*cking b*tch
Should I tell your family or I might be a snitch
I’ve seen your instagram pics first it was lilo and stitch
You said you wanted to get hit by a baseball pitch
This is something I’ll never forget
You know it’s never lit
And it's a piece of sh*t
I swear I will kill a b*tch if he likes your pain he would mimic
Man what the f*ck were you going threw
How the f*ck would did I even knew
You’ve been blown away in the wind that already blew
I just could’ve saved you
Could’ve helped you instead of going to a party
I wanna say this sh*t faster than a Ferrari
Seeing right inside your mind is like going in a safari
What do I wanna say I wanna say I’m sorry

[Outro]
Sorry bro, you was a true fan