Make It Right Back

Wheezy outa here

I could fly three of my homies on a 20 passenger jet (let's go)
I could put her in my rotation and she'll never get upset
I could make sure when I touch down I go straight into my Wraith
My Goyard bag hold 250, put a mortgage in my safe (safe)

Got M's in my account, I feel like I can finally take a break (bandos)
Diving inside of the ocean and my neck look like a lake
All of my pockets stuffed with lots of cheese that you can't grate (cheese)
100K plus for a show and I'm booked state to state
Pinky ring big center stone with lil' VVS all around it
I know that it's all there
But I still love the feeling every time I count it
Shorty got a lil' make up, I don't fuck her 'til I rub her mask off
Cop shit, pop the tag off, take LSD and blast off

Ain't seen me since high school, it's been a minute
Can't you tell I'm litty
Bust down cost 150
Lift my door, girl, get in
Gettin' to it, I handle my business
Got Foreigns like Fivio, big drip (big drip)
Pourin' up drank, taking big sips
R.I.P. Nip, got blue strips

Wake up, I gotta go get it
They told me I couldn't, I did it
I'm the man of my town and my bity
No security, I keep my blicky
Feeling notorious like Biggie
100 round drums, big titties
Lost a 100K, no biggie
Make it right back, no kizzy

Fucked up my re-up so many times, now I know how to make it back
New artist that I never heard of want a feature
Tell me where the paper at?
All my cars go real fast, got horses in 'em like where the stable at
Counting paper like loose leaf and it stick together
Like where the staple at

Shorty real, ain't got no chance of raggin' me
If she pull up and her feet look raggedy
Never let her post a picture tagging me
Just to find out that she turned her back on me
Everything I do, I do it properly
Ain't talking money, then please don't talk to me
Bought new watches and all them factory
Invested money, got a lot of property

Really came up, can't believe it
Stay in Four Seasons every season
Soon as I came is when she leaving
Get me nothin' but head like Beavis
Lately, I been on auto pilot
Help me focus, then I wanna try it
Getting paid 'cause I put the time in
Me and money reunited

Ain't seen me since high school, it's been a minute
Can't you tell I'm litty
Bust down cost 150
Lift my door, girl, get in
Gettin' to it, I handle my business
Got Foreigns like Fivio, big drip (big drip)
Pourin' up drank, taking big sips
R.I.P. Nip, got blue strips

Wake up, I gotta go get it
They told me I couldn't, I did it
I'm the man of my town and my bity
No security, I keep my blicky
Feeling notorious like Biggie
100 round drums, big titties
Lost a 100K, no biggie
Make it right back, no kizzy



Credits
Writer(s): Robert John Richardson, Navraj Goraya, Wesley Tyler Glass, Amir Esmailian
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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