Back in the States
It's been a little while, yeah
So if you got a little while, yeah
Tell me can we can set a date
'Cause I'm back in the States
And I got a couple presents for you packed in my case
It's been a little while, yeah
So if you got a little while, yeah
Catch a plane
Back again
From the cabin I could see the Traffic lanes
Just pulled up from baggage claim
What's happening
The old adage claims
Everything has to change
So what's new
Shit,
I been gone a month or so
Rocking stages at over a dozen shows
And even though I love it yo, I'm Coming home
But before you know it, imma hit another zone
So what you on
They got me looking like a treasure map
Thinking i can tell em where they X is at
Sorry homie I can't even tell ya that
If I see her though I'll let her know to message back
I just said that shit cut his time short
Thinking to myself this nigga line snorts
Only thing I'm sniffing is these wine corks
Raise a toast, my circle tighter than some bike shorts
Then we sip this fine port
Not ya average rap sanger
Suckas hate my guts they just some fat shamers
So easy to read, they like some sax players
Excuse my French, but I'm now getting France paper
The polyglot when money talk don't need no translator
The master alpha don't be fucking master beta
Shine bright Castor, Vega
Rhyme tight for the classic banger
Right price, they advance my wager
All challengers, get your calendars I wanna ask a favor
So if you got a little while, yeah
Tell me can we can set a date
'Cause I'm back in the States
And I got a couple presents for you packed in my case
It's been a little while, yeah
So if you got a little while, yeah
Catch a plane
Back again
From the cabin I could see the Traffic lanes
Just pulled up from baggage claim
What's happening
The old adage claims
Everything has to change
So what's new
Shit,
I been gone a month or so
Rocking stages at over a dozen shows
And even though I love it yo, I'm Coming home
But before you know it, imma hit another zone
So what you on
They got me looking like a treasure map
Thinking i can tell em where they X is at
Sorry homie I can't even tell ya that
If I see her though I'll let her know to message back
I just said that shit cut his time short
Thinking to myself this nigga line snorts
Only thing I'm sniffing is these wine corks
Raise a toast, my circle tighter than some bike shorts
Then we sip this fine port
Not ya average rap sanger
Suckas hate my guts they just some fat shamers
So easy to read, they like some sax players
Excuse my French, but I'm now getting France paper
The polyglot when money talk don't need no translator
The master alpha don't be fucking master beta
Shine bright Castor, Vega
Rhyme tight for the classic banger
Right price, they advance my wager
All challengers, get your calendars I wanna ask a favor
Credits
Writer(s): Jafar Peek
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