BRING IT BACK. Lyrics

Ayy uh

Bring it right back

U cant even fight back

Just fucked up yo hand

What you do, you went the type that

Just fucked up my hand

And I went and got it right back

Always had my way

Been doing great but I wont type that

I ain't talm bout any situations that I'm going through

Rather handle that type shit alone

No sense in telling you

Realized no point in helping niggas

Its no use

Even on my lazy days

I'm making sure I make a few

What you gon do with the paper

Finna put money behind my whole fam lil nigga

What you gon do with a acre

Plant good green in the back of the place lil nigga

I'm tempted to pour up a lil

Since 15 I been sipping the drank lil nigga

Really wish a nigga would

Run up on me cold case

You gon face me nigga

We finna face you nigga

And you gon hate me nigga

Remember when you had a bag

It's crazy you blew it and ain't make it back

I let my cousin hold a rack he

Stopped hitting me he not paying me back

He post up in a dirty trap

Ill come to the door and I'm beating it back

The opposition is a dad

T been said we don't cut no slack

New ruler with a mag

Pop out I'm doing everybody bad

I love to see my niggas eat

At the moment I'm broken den a bitch is sad

Tryna get up out this situation

I'm back penny pinching

I'm down to my last

So you down to yo last

Dedicated to run it up fast

I had to start holding niggas accountable

Cause they was holding me back

I had to punch on a nigga

Popped up at his crib like the men in black

Started this shit ima finish it

Fuck is you doing cause I'ma attack

When you outside dolo and roaming the streets

Any moment might need to up heat

Clutch on your grip bitch you know it ain't sweet

Lil bro seen you in traffic, hit you and yo team

Only thing I double back on is money

I get a good chunk put it up so I eat

Flip an invest it new day I repeat

We all having motion this circle elite

250 500

Big figures on me so what

All of this money I don't see a dub

When I show you new paper

Its 50s and up

Stuffed in my pockets but still is not sweet

If you reach ima teach finna aim way above

Bitch ass boy tryna sneak on the sly

Bake his ass like a pie nigga fuck what it was

You put your bitch on fleek

Couldn't be me but just do what you do

New day all eyes on me

Hard to catch me cause I move, how I move

Scurt off in that vert od

Wave the lil uzi I want him removed

Big bro got it in for the fee

It is not cheap bring some chicken with you

Hustle daily I got some to prove

I slapped a opp and he went to go sue

Why would you talk like this to me

Ima whole tyrant don't follow the rules

Why would you talk like this to me

No I don't show sympathy

Really felt like you was fucking with me

I been filled up with rage it caused me not to think

Aye

Same shit different day watch how it go aye le go

Bring it right back you cant even fight back

Just fucked up yo hand what you do you went to type that

Just fucked up my hand and I went and got it right back

Always had my way been doing great but I wont type that

Always had my way been doing great but I wont type that

Can't type