Mama I’ll Be Back lyrics

by

Smokepurpp


[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
Hop up on the porsche, I was looking for racks
Told my mama don't worry
I'll be right back
Now i walk with lit, With the racks in my pants
I'm smoking on dope
Got the mid in my [?]
I had to go and get it myself (Yeah)
Smoking on cookie sh*t, Tall shelf (Ooh)
All my b*tches Ten, Tall shelf
I took the glizzy inside my belt (Brr, Brr)
I had to go and get it myself
Smoking on cookie sh*t, Tall shelf (Yeah)
All my b*tches Ten, Tall shelf
I took the glizzy inside my belt (Boh, Boh, Boh, Boh)


[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
n*ggas trippin' on me, How you shoot lace
[?] Pocket, Blueface (Yeah)
Hit the b*tch with pole, Blueface (b*tch)
And I ran with the stick, f*ck a new case (Breh)
If you f*ck on my b*tch, You can havе it in (Yeah)
100 racks in the back, 100 evidеnce (Racks)
Have a b*tch [?], She fill it in (Ooh)
She comes back with the money, I'm diving in (Diving)
Got a house in the mouse, Can't go broke again
f*ck his bens with his garbage, I'm drankaning (Breh)
Drive these hoes, They are high
Yeah, They breaking him (Boh, Boh, Boh)
All my young n*ggas shoot, They training it (Boh, Boh, Boh)
People watch my wrist, prudential to president
My n*ggas gon' stack, Don't give a f*ck who I asked
I can't beef with these n*ggas
They not on my love
And I can't f*ck with shawty, Cause' shawty a teller

[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
Hop up on the porsche, I was looking for racks
Told my mama don't worry
I'll be right back
Now i walk with lit, With the racks in my pants
I'm smoking on dope
Got the mid in my [?]
I had to go and get it myself (Yeah)
Smoking on cookie sh*t, Tall shelf (Ooh)
All my b*tches Ten, Tall shelf
I took the glizzy inside my belt (Brr, Brr)
I had to go and get it myself
Smoking on cookie sh*t, Tall shelf (Yeah)
All my b*tches Ten, Tall shelf
I took the glizzy inside my belt (Boh, Boh, Boh, Boh)


[Verse 2: TTO K.T.]
It's bout' 3, I put the racks on my fees
She want me too, I make the wave
Oh, Yeah, So fly, Got you the-
Wanna see me down
f*ck n*gga, I can't go, I Said
This ain't kindergarten
BT Bust got no name tag
But got no one who passes the fridge
I'm sippin' it for the dinner
She thinks she's a motherf*cking cheese
I f*ck like I'm fresh up for the brees
When i get to the bank, I ain't going, No
Catching the din, They know It's me but they know It's not
I put the will like she print, They now showing us
She brought the penny, Bih, Too old enough
Hop on the porsche, Now i hopped on the whore
[?] Sauce
I spreece for no open, No, I don't tell you my spore
I hop in the bent for 2 racks in the mid
[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
Hop up on the porsche, I was looking for racks
Told my mama don't worry
I'll be right back
Now i walk with lit, With the racks in my pants
I'm smoking on dope
Got the mid in my [?]
I had to go and get it myself (Yeah)
Smoking on cookie sh*t, Tall shelf (Ooh)
All my b*tches Ten, Tall shelf
I took the glizzy inside my belt (Brr, Brr)
I had to go and get it myself
Smoking on cookie sh*t, Tall shelf (Yeah)
All my b*tches Ten, Tall shelf
I took the glizzy inside my belt (Boh, Boh, Boh, Boh)
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