When I Come Back (feat. Uptown Joe & MLB)

Uh huh uh huh
Oh yea oh yea
Yea
Yea aye
My palms be itching
These fiends be twitching
They got me wit emoji signs they praying and wishing
That I come back (That I come back)
That I come back (That I come back)
When I whip it right yea I got that comeback (I got that comeback)
My palms be itching
These fiends be twitching
They got me wit emoji signs they praying and wishing
That I come back (That I come back)
That I come back (That I come back)
When I whip it right yea I got that comeback (I got that comeback)

I'm such a fly boy enlisted in the air force
Keep ammunition on me rockin in my air force
Run up on me if you want (Stupid)
That's your choice
Keep ya girl hot and moist (Come here baby)
That's my choice
Can't be duplicated imitated so stop the faking
Down talk all u want please I embrace the hate
I'm a southern boy that's been thru the mud boy
Don't show no love boy
Them two two three slugs boy
Fuckin up ya airwaves and nerves
Fuck a thot ho like a runway I swerve
Boys broke these days but still tryna splurge
I left the coke game but I still get the urge

My palms be itching
These fiends be twitching
They got me wit emoji signs they praying and wishing
That I come back (That I come back)
That I come back (That I come back)
When I whip it right yea I got that comeback (I got that comeback)
My palms be itching
These fiends be twitching
They got me wit emoji signs they praying and wishing
That I come back (That I come back)
That I come back (That I come back)
When I whip it right yea I got that comeback (I got that comeback)

MLB be the name that's what I rep
Dream team be the team that's how I step
Two cars AB that's how we cree
My whole team savages boy don't play me
Running thru the city bumping MLB
All black windows boy u can't see me
Wake up the mixtape on repeat
Track one the best song on the cd
All my brothers got choppas they handing out smoke
Put a red beam on his head make his head blow
Me and Uptown Joe getting to the dough
Finessing these niggas finessing these hos
Go check the scoreboard yea we up
They talk a lot but they can't back it up
I'm fresh as hell yea when I hit the scene
Nah scratch that boy I'm super clean
These niggas just lame these niggas just wack
Ima be a young nigga tryna get to the cash
When I hop up on the track I make the mike salute
I'm a young nigga but I rap like a older dude
Screaming fuck the whole world don't nobody feel me
They like when I talk down they still wanna hear me
So I stay to myself when I'm counting this cash
Young niggas tryna get to the cash

Facts
Y'all see rappers i see snacks
I big league chew on lil league u
I only intrigue few with the 16s that I spew
But my weaponry evolves each time i prestige thru (whew)
Syndicate the incredible
Exceptional impeccable
Kill for hire professional
Perfect aim thru my reticle
Extra dope on a pedestal
Rapping extra terrestrial
Test him and you'll need medical attention leave u vegetable
Swear ta Bob i go extra hard
Witnesses gon respect the God
Eat the weak and digest the fraud
Keep a scalpel dissect ya squad
I told u niggas I'm coming won't stop for nothing
So stop wit all the peace talk I'm climbing niggas bean stalks