Kind Of A Return To Form IG Lyrics

Schools out for good right now

Hyped up and nobody can make me pipe down

Walking around and I can see the suns out

So much gold on me reflecting feeling like a light house

Luxurious clothes, you know that's all I'm wearing

Wrist hit with a hydro pump got everyone staring

I got suicide doors on my fuckin McLaren

Push to start open the doors fire it up and hop in

Steady cruising down the back streets

Running up the racks like a motherfuckin track meet

Three bags full of cash like a fuckin black sheep

Living down the fast lane, they can never pass me bitch

You know I be steady cruising down the back streets

Running up the racks like a motherfuckin track meet

Three bags full of cash like a fuckin black sheep

Living down the fast lane, they can never pass me bitch

Went from a 12 speed to a v12

Went from having no money to stacking hundreds on the shelf

Went from having a dream to living all my dreams out

Went from being alone to alone in a big house

Got an elevator to myself, exiting the lobby

Bruning rubber doing donuts leaving tire marks can't stop me

Credit card maxed from a trip out to Hawaii

Hear me spitting that Charizard

Catch me in my fucking car and you know I be

Steady cruising down the back streets

Running up the racks like a motherfuckin track meet

Three bags full of cash like a fuckin black sheep

Living down the fast lane, they can never pass me bitch

You know I be steady cruising down the back streets

Running up the racks like a motherfuckin track meet

Three bags full of cash like a fuckin black sheep

Living down the fast lane, they can never pass me bitch

Steady cruising down the back streets

Running up the racks like a motherfuckin track meet

Ok

Full of cash like a fuckin black sheep

Living down the fast lane, they can never pass me bitch