I'm Back Lyrics

(FIGHT!)

Rico Got That Fye

They asking me where I been at

War in the trenches, I did that

Four fin might push ya' shit back

Speaking on me, get ya' wig splat

They asking asking me where I been at

War in the trenches, I did that

Four fin might push ya' shit back

Speaking on me, get ya' wig splat

Ugh, yeah

I been cooling but I cannot sit back

I ain't tripping, I just need my get back

Pistol play with my brothers, I did that

If he clapping at me, he get clapped back

Bro a savage, he lurk in a black mask

Know a bitch that'll line you for big cash

Got a shooter, don't shoot he just whoop ass

Ugh, yeah

Lost my dog last year, I been geeked since

Showing love to these hoes is my weakness

Miss the hood, I ain't been to that street since

Member days I was stuck in the deep end

They was looking for me so I go spin

Momma say that her baby got no sense

They told me to stop me once, been on go since

Like the Bengals, them niggas ain't score shit

Oh "GLOCC 40 a hoe" they don't know shit

Feel like Shmurk, when I catch 'em it's no diss

Let 'em talk about me 'til I get pissed

Not too many back home could do this

Came a way from febrezing my old fits

Not too many back home could do this

Said he shooting, that nigga ain't on shit

Free my nigga Big Feeva, he on shit

Tell my shooter to get 'em, he ten six

From the Seven but we stay with ten blicks

They was dissing on me, I ain't say shit

Choppa sing in my city, Temptations

Tell the shooters "Get ready" don't say shit

Seven deep in car, down to spray shit

He make money but can't make an 8th flip

And my brother shoot anything walking

To the ex that I loved, why you stalking?

Tell ya nigga get back 'fore I chalk 'em

Fuck the talking, I don't do it often

I'm gone rob you like there is no option

Dave a shooter, he known for the sparking

I'm the diamond that shine in the darkness

Black Heart Baby, I been moving heartless

They asking me where I been at

War in the trenches, I did that

Four fin might push ya' shit back

Speaking on me, get ya' wig splat

They asking asking me where I been at

War in the trenches, I did that

Four fin might push ya' shit back

Speaking on me, get ya' wig splat

Ugh, yeah

I been cooling but I cannot sit back

I ain't tripping, I just need my get back

Pistol play with my brothers, I did that

If he clapping at me, he get clapped back

Bro a savage, he lurk in a black mask

Know a bitch that'll line you for big cash

Got a shooter, don't shoot he just whoop ass

Ugh, yeah

And I made it straight out of the trenches

Want the diamonds that's gon' leave me drenched in

I was broke so I started finessing

Bitch I'm cooler than ranch, not the dressing

If he talking on me, we gon' stretch 'em

BSO on a whole other level

Throw up 60 then spend on a bezel

Bitch I'm hotter then hot or the devil

Been too hot, I went up on the level

Me and Rito a dynamic duo

Feel like Batman, he robbing who ever

Beef with him then we sliding together

That's my brother, on timing together

Beef with him then we sliding together

That's my brother, on timing together

I fought through all rain and the weather

Been in pain my heart cold like December

Talk on us, you get dropped by a member

BSO sending shots out like Kemba

Sippin wock' drop a line in the Fanta

Your gun rusty, it steady the jammin'

Shawty tripping, she steady the the spamming

Bullets put you to sleep like the sand man

Got no motion, you niggas in famine

I remember them days we was trapping

In the stu' we just trying make it happen

Brodie passing out bullets like Magic

I might drop you a 30 like Stockton

It was hard we came up from the bottom

Feel like Batman, my niggas is robbin'

It was hard we came up from up the bottom

(They asking me where I been at)

(War in the trenches, I did that)

(Four fin might push ya' shit back)

Speaking on me, get ya' wig splat

They asking asking me where I been at

War in the trenches, I did that

Four fin might push ya' shit back

Speaking on me, get ya' wig splat

Ugh, yeah

I been cooling but I cannot sit back

I ain't tripping, I just need my get back

Pistol play with my brothers, I did that

If he clapping at me, he get clapped back

Bro a savage, he lurk in a black mask

Know a bitch that'll line you for big cash

Got a shooter, don't shoot he just whoop ass