Im back! lyrics

[Intro: Scarlxrd & 6ix9ine]
You n*ggas all wish you could be me
You're wearing a mask but you’ll wipe out, believe me
You're going so broke I can see it, I'm feeling
My outfit is blacked out like my Lamborghini

King new york city man back home let my nuts hang on these n*ggas man
Man Yeah

[Chorus: 6IX9INE]
When that ’K clap, it's a dirt nap
And if you catch me without that, get hit in the cap
With a mothaf*ckin' baseball bat, dooby wrapped
Four, five, six, that's a head crack
That's a fact, that's a fact

When that 'K clap, it's a dirt nap
And if you catch me without that, get hit in the cap
With a mothaf*ckin’ baseball bat, dooby wrapped
Four, five, six, that’s a head crack
That's a fact, that’s a fact

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
AK, red dot (Huh?), HK (Yeah), headshot (Brr)
Kitchen, crack rock (Who?), bath tub, bath salt (Bath)
I'm serving up H (Ayy, ayy)
Drunk an eight to the face (Ayy, ayy)
Wait, wait (What?)
I might buy a pink Wraith (Huh)
Look at my diamonds dancing (Dance)
Serving up H, Chris Hansen (Woah)
I might go shoot up your mansion
I just ash in the Aston (Yeah)
Stomp a n*gga out, need boots (Boots)
Forgiato on both coupes (Ooh)
Order me wonton soup (Yeah)
Why f*ck one, if I can f*ck two? (Ah)
[Verse 2: Lil Peep]
Oh yeah, I told ya
I do it for my soldier
I can show ya, some dough ya
But, then you lose your focus when I told ya, it's over
She call my Motorolla like a ho, ya, I told ya
These b*tches wanna f*ck in they Corolla, Corona
I'm sippin’ and I'm smokin', I'm a stoner, I told ya
I need a couple pounds of marijuana, for the roll up
You know us boys, we smokin' on the Cobra's, I told ya
You know us boys, we smokin' on the Cobra's

[Verse 3: XXXTENTACION]
Fort-nite (Yeah)
Get to build up to the pus*y like a damn knight (Yeah, yeah)
Keep a blade on me, you pus*y with the fist-fight
Like I'm Bones Jones' jawbone (Yeah, wow!)
f*ck Drake (Yeah, yeah), f*ck Drake (Yeah, yeah)
Fort-nite (Yeah)


[Verse 4: Scarlxrd & XXXTENTACION]
Watch me get it, b*tch, uh
On my reckless sh*t, uh
Living legend, b*tch, uh
My life's easy, not tough
I ignore the sh*t they say
'Bout to buy a mansion
I don't care about nothing, ah
f*ck
You n*ggas all wish you could be me
You're wearing a mask but you'll wipe out, believe me
You're going so broke I can see it, I'm feeling
My outfit is blacked out like my Lamborghini
I pull up and [?] with that Hu' on my wrists
I'm still sipping on gin with the lime in that b*tch
Yeah, I been super rich since 2010 (Yah, aye)
I keep racks in my Louis V. bags ever since


[Interlude: 6ix9ine]
Ohhh
Oh man, I'm free right now and you know how mad all these haters who wish i was in jail is right now? y'all sick stupids!!

[Chorus: 6ix9ine]
When that 'K clap, it's a dirt nap
And if you catch me without that, get hit in the cap
With a mothaf*ckin' baseball bat, dooby wrapped (Stupid lil dumb ni*ga!)
Four, five, six, that's a head crack
That's a fact, that's a fact (¡You STOOPID!)

When that 'K clap, it's a dirt nap
And if you catch me without that, get hit in the cap
With a mothaf*ckin' baseball bat, dooby wrapped
Four, five, six, that's a head crack
That's a fact, that's a fact
What?