Im Back Lyrics

Oops, there goes my shirt, up over my head, oh my

Oops, there goes my skirt, droppin' to my feet

You a bitch-ass nigga, you actin' like you savage

I'm the type to pop out, put that shit on, cause I ain't average

Lil thot-ass bitch, gon' eat the dicc soon as I walk through

Hell no, I ain't eatin' your ass, watch who you talk to

And I'm still a street nigga inside the studio with the Glocc

We gon' treat it like modern-day NBA

Drop 50 shots, 50 shots, 50 shots

I got smokers lined outside my mama house, the chiccen spot

Me and Bomb threatt like Ricc and Morty, I just dropped the checc

Came back with the Ricc Owens, these bitches on my necc

And I'm the type to bust the whole game on when I get a checc

And my lil' bitch look like Mariah Carey, but I'm not so obsessed

I just bought my Glocc a sticc, I just bought my bitch some kiccs

We pull up, shooting, we can't talk it out when it's beef, I'm sendin' blitz

And I'm still posted in the trench, I'm still posted with your bitch

All these niggas actin' like they on that, you ain't on shit

I got a thousand eight grams at the spot, and I'm about to go crazy

I been went crazy with the perky flow, put that shit on my baby

Free the hoopers, they be hoopin' on shit, they like T McGrady

Big nine times, I'm sendin' J-Pays upstate to Lil David

Certified banger, you know I throw crip up with the left

Standin' on these niggas' necc, I got they whole gang nem upset

And I got workout like it's Planet Fitness, but I ain't doin' reps

Had to earn every single stripe with that Draco, ain't use no tec

Had to earn every single stripe with that Draco…

Had to earn every single stripe with that Draco, ain't use no tec

Fucc it, let me go again, catch a opp

We gon' drop and we ain't playin' around, you know we came to win

We be droppin' buccets, this a blowout, they don't hit the rim

And I don't know my ABCs for real, I just know F&N

And I don't know my ABCs for real, I just know F&N

And I don't know my ABCs for real, I just know

Bitch-ass niggas, man, they know what the fucc goin' on

Man, I'm bacc, man, it feel good, man, you heard me

Like we steppin' on these niggas' neccs, man

We shakin' niggas out they soccs still, man, you heard me