Intro Lyrics

Yeah I’m back you know that it’s fact

You know it ain’t cap

My bitch bad my bitch

Foreign my bitch phat

This that smack this crack

You need to relax

It’s like I ain’t clean my ears out good

Had to put it on wax

That other shit out

Yeah it’s boring

Put me in the game

And I'm scoring

Bitch I’m so fly

I be soaring

Hit her last night she made eggs in the morning

Some bitches don’t even make it till the morning

Used to be poor

Now I’m Important

Went from the norm

Now I’m enormous

In Lincoln right now

This summer I’ll Porsche it

Designer kicks now

I used to forces

Yeah I’m the man

And I mansion

A whole lot of cash

A lot of expansion

I don’t need no genie

Wish still granted

Cross me once

I don’t give second chances

I keep the rocket

No Steve Francis

Ain’t got no management

I still manage

Might cop Gucci

Some dapper dan shit

Everything paned out

Why I would I panic

Everything mapped out

The way I planned it

This ice hitting

No titanic

Say it with your chest

Little nigga Fred Sanford

Sig right here

Give a nigga more than cancer

Running with a sack

Nigga feeling like Santa

Smoking headband

Got me feeling like the answer

I keep a flame

It’s lit latern

What’s your cash app

That’s it it’s transferred

Back you know that it’s fact

You know it ain’t cap

My bitch bad my bitch foreign

My bitch phat

This that smack this crack

You need to relax

It’s like I ain’t clean my ears out good

Had to put it on wax

Nigga you ain’t trapping go get a job Tommy

I hit your bitch in my Tommy’s

I ain’t dej loaf nigga please don’t try me

Trigger finger itchin' ain’t poison ivy

Got Real niggas and killas beside me

Real hittas ain’t talkin bout Big Papi

Ttg train to go no stopping

Pull the stick out for the ice no hockey

Kicking dat shit

I don’t need no karate

I do it Big

You can not Pac me

I ain’t Roddy

Nigga you can not box me

Glove on in the field

Like Jeremey Shockey

Got a brown bitch

I call her foxy

I’m a real nigga

You can not knock me

I do what I want

Bitch I’m cocky

I won’t lick the cherry

But she gave me topping

This shit make me want to go grab the Nextel

I’m posted up till my next sale

These niggas tell it Ezel

Make the chopper sing yeah this Maxwell

And now I’m wearing masks to the store

They act like I ain’t never been masked up before

And nah I ain’t gotta say it 'cause it’s real

Just sit back relax quarantine and chill