I’ll Be Back lyrics

[Intro]
(Up yours, evil twin)

[Verse 1]
They think that it's over 'cause I'm in jail, you crazy as f*ck
n*ggas stole my flow, my cameraman, my producer, that's enough
My pops not Ralo, but shawty got that dog and he ain't from the Bluff
Think I'm trickin' off, but I swear to God this ain't one percent of this stuff
Told my folks nothin' less than a quarter million, parking lot, they pick me up
Told the bros I'll never fall, but if I do, just lift me up
He had bags and we ain't have the money, sh*t, we sticked him up
f*ck that sap sh*t, I like nasty, b*tch, go thumb in your butt
sh*t get hard, I talk to God
Not in PC, I'm in GP, ask the bros, I'm in the pod
Ready to shoot like it's the street, b*tch, I'm still clutchin' on my rod
Why I ain't got a sponsor yet? I done had every Dodge
Why I ain't got a condo yet? I'm banned from every parking garage
Think she somethin', but she not, I had a few Nicki Minajs
b*tch ain't go to the same doctor, but they still got the same bodies
And bro be trappin' Percs, but he be sellin' fake Roxies
DND f*cked up her head, she always bein' toxic
But I'm tired of the nonsense
I heard the label offer, but I need a bigger budget
I got them BBLs, my pants just filled with dog sh*t
This dog cost twenty thousand, so you might step in some dog sh*t
[Chorus]
Yeah, blew my advance like it was nothin', wait
Still got my advance plus some more, pockets stuffin'
Now I got different fans and pretty ladies tryna f*ck me
She diggin' in my pants, we in the club already hunchin'
Bro started a video, it was over, I'm still thumbin'
b*tch, I'm done, you still c*mmin', I'm finna go, you keep runnin'
And she keep poppin' Looney Tunes, I call her Bugs Bunny
I got a b*tch, so if we f*ck, you know you gettin' hush money

[Verse 2]
This can't get back to my b*tch
But if she f*ck off, get my lick back, get my get-back on that b*tch
Put my button back, let her fun jack, hit they block up with a switch
Them new jewels just change the temp, I'm tryna go flawless on my wrist
My shooter flawless, he won't miss
That sh*t over, so I don't support n*ggas when they go drop a diss
You drop a diss, that sh*t make me go drop a Lego in my stick
I keep my blick just like I keep my vape, and, boy, I love my nic'
Your n*gga talk gangster to you, but he came down the road, get burnt with wicks
Came down the road, turned b*tch, he fold
Came down the road, turned snitch, he told
When I drive, I'm lettin' a b*tch know, I got whip, I'm sold
Foreign cars in my driveway, none of this sh*t get towed
Told bro he don't owe me nothin' for loyalty, always stick to the code
[Chorus]
Yeah, blew my advance like it was nothin', wait
Still got my advance plus some more, pockets stuffin'
Now I got different fans and pretty ladies tryna f*ck me
She diggin' in my pants, we in the club already hunchin'
Bro started a video, it was over, I'm still thumbin'
b*tch, I'm done, you still c*mmin', I'm finna go, you keep runnin'
And she keep poppin' Looney Tunes, I call her Bugs Bunny
I got a b*tch, so if we f*ck, you know you gettin' hush money

[Outro]
Wake up, do my dance on n*ggas
Before the deal, I had pape' before my advance was bigger
n*ggas was slow, I was ahead, I was advanced on n*ggas
Before the streets, before the deal, I already had some figures
I don't know how, you must workin' out, girl, your ass gettin' bigger
Shawty a big opp, he weigh a lot, we need the casket bigger
I keep that blick on me in the cut, I ain't goin' to no casket, n*gga
f*ck, I'm keepin' my ratchet, n*gga, yeah