Exert
Back on my shit yeah
I gotta' tell ya
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Let's keep it steady for a second there almost lost it
Little sippin' nigga drippin' like a leaky faucet
From head to toe
Toe to head
She said she wanna blow my head I told her go ahead
Somebody sound the alarm when the code is red
We about to crash
Inform the global web
Yo' we coming through
Full speed ahead
You can stay full of bologna and imma get this bread
Get some cheese and grill it
When its low refill it
I'm about to kill it
Ain't no way to heal it
Ayo we the illest that's what's up hands down
Just don't stand around mayday mayday man down
Flowing like a breeze
I'm so cool I freeze
Nike Air to breathe
Tatted on her sleeves
You chose to sleep on me
I see you clocking z's
My presence is a blessing
Christmas Eve
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Here in the moment
Full lotus
Doin all the shit I can think of to hold it in
Hear these Lyrical convulsions
Piercing your focus on your addiction to escape
Spirits are low
fear overrode hope
But no no not today motha' fucka'
Got the flow to make your stomach flip
Done with the dumb shit
Gut's rolling like a Molly trip
Clutching a fist
Catch me shadowboxing in the basement
I don't run from problems
I stomp 'em
I'm just being as mutha' fuckin' humble as I can
I waited my whole life
Watched 'em fuck it all up now I'm finally trying
Got enough fight in me to tell Bruce Buffer it's time
Vibe so high it'll set the mic on fire
A contradiction when I shine my light in the dark
Violent narcissist disguised as a hippy
Viking on psilocybin witnessing a circus on the inside of my eyelids
The type that can slip thru time with the rhyme and go back to perform a concert for Egyptian Gods
Undeniably
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Let me kill it quick it'll only take a hot sec
Think they ready for the Duck-Bo not yet
Niggas talking shit need more than hot breath
Thought everything was alright until he got left
Take him to the courts shut em' out who got next
Fuck em' if he upset no contest
Got em' stung he ain't nothing but a hot mess
Talk with my hands a lot but I'm not def
Move with my arms a lot when I tick and tock
Old school motha' fucka' love Big and Pac
Kick in the door with the four didn't knock
Make room for Da Staff start kickin' rocks
Break out like chicken pox guess who coming through
Sharp like a Wu sword lyrics cuttin' you
Old school dude flippin' it with something new
F.Y.I. I'm just a rapper this is what I do
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
I gotta' tell ya
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Let's keep it steady for a second there almost lost it
Little sippin' nigga drippin' like a leaky faucet
From head to toe
Toe to head
She said she wanna blow my head I told her go ahead
Somebody sound the alarm when the code is red
We about to crash
Inform the global web
Yo' we coming through
Full speed ahead
You can stay full of bologna and imma get this bread
Get some cheese and grill it
When its low refill it
I'm about to kill it
Ain't no way to heal it
Ayo we the illest that's what's up hands down
Just don't stand around mayday mayday man down
Flowing like a breeze
I'm so cool I freeze
Nike Air to breathe
Tatted on her sleeves
You chose to sleep on me
I see you clocking z's
My presence is a blessing
Christmas Eve
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Here in the moment
Full lotus
Doin all the shit I can think of to hold it in
Hear these Lyrical convulsions
Piercing your focus on your addiction to escape
Spirits are low
fear overrode hope
But no no not today motha' fucka'
Got the flow to make your stomach flip
Done with the dumb shit
Gut's rolling like a Molly trip
Clutching a fist
Catch me shadowboxing in the basement
I don't run from problems
I stomp 'em
I'm just being as mutha' fuckin' humble as I can
I waited my whole life
Watched 'em fuck it all up now I'm finally trying
Got enough fight in me to tell Bruce Buffer it's time
Vibe so high it'll set the mic on fire
A contradiction when I shine my light in the dark
Violent narcissist disguised as a hippy
Viking on psilocybin witnessing a circus on the inside of my eyelids
The type that can slip thru time with the rhyme and go back to perform a concert for Egyptian Gods
Undeniably
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Let me kill it quick it'll only take a hot sec
Think they ready for the Duck-Bo not yet
Niggas talking shit need more than hot breath
Thought everything was alright until he got left
Take him to the courts shut em' out who got next
Fuck em' if he upset no contest
Got em' stung he ain't nothing but a hot mess
Talk with my hands a lot but I'm not def
Move with my arms a lot when I tick and tock
Old school motha' fucka' love Big and Pac
Kick in the door with the four didn't knock
Make room for Da Staff start kickin' rocks
Break out like chicken pox guess who coming through
Sharp like a Wu sword lyrics cuttin' you
Old school dude flippin' it with something new
F.Y.I. I'm just a rapper this is what I do
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Back on my shit yeah
Back on my shit yeah
Yo I'm back bitch
Yeah I'm back bitch
I gotta' tell ya
I gotta' tell ya yeah
Imma cocky motha' fucka'
Imma cocky motha' fucka' woah
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Hauck
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