B.ring I.t B.ack! (feat. Shmoke11)

Yea, huh
Get napkin
Whoa, hey, yuh
They lackin'
Oh, yea, whoa
Get napkin, hey
Whoa whoa, hey hey, yuh yuh
Bringin' em back
Fuckin' em up and I'm bringin' em back
When I feel under attack
Yuh, I'm feelin' under attack
So far I like that, why joY gotta go hard like that
Fling costs, no holds barred like that
He cross me, T up in a flash
Yuh, bringin' em back
Cuttin' em up and I'm bringin' em back
Sum it up in a slash
Readin' my lips when they can't count cash
Said I wouldn't make it this long
Lemme see your data so far, that shit wrong uh
I'm tryna bump in a Nissan
Wash a bitch up like I heard he had fleas AHA
Be blurtin' for days
Feel like I'm stuck in this pertinent haze
Stuck when they look in my face
They call my bluff on my murderous ways
Fuck do you mean
I'll slap a nig for my bitch if he green
Red, blue, purple, pink
Bitch I'ma bomb and I blow on routine

Bringin' it back, fuckin' it up and I'm bringin' it back
Bringin' em back, fuckin' em up and I'm bringin' em back
Bringin' it back, fuckin' it up and I'm bringin' it back
Bringin' em back, fuckin' em up and I'm bringin' em back
Fuck, yuh, bring it back
Fuck, I, bring it back
B.I.B, I snack
On these beats (Get napkin)
Fuck, yuh, bring it back
Fuck, I, bring it back
B.I.B., is that drool I see (They lackin')

They think I don't hang anymore
Hitting dabs long enough
To leave you on the floor
I don't measure when I pour
With the weed and the bread
I need green, herbivore
After this I bet they sore
Four years in I'm at your door
Naw that's facts go check the score
Three blades I'm Zoro
Writing bars bitch it's Death Note
Hear what I wrote, if I'm coming at your throat
I promise that you will not float
This two headed goat
Joy navigate and I'll steer the boat
One Piece, I'll put that on your dome
At least, I hope that shit is chrome
A feast, when I hop on the flow
Real beast, and I've always been cold
Off the leash, I don't care what you hold
Paths paved and we made the mold
IG worth a whole lot of gold
If I go, then they would follow
Sanji kicks would leave you on the floor
The way I've been filling all intervals
With fuck tons of syllables, critical
That I know all y'all are miserable, pitiful
Turned to a new individual
Passing out damage bitch bet it's residual
I was off (kshhh) and my vision was digital
The way I do these beats
Consistent and habitual (habitual)
Every verse a ritual (a ritual)
All yours are fictional
Euhh (bitch huh bitch)

Bringin' it back, fuckin' it up and I'm bringin' it back
Bringin' em back, fuckin' em up and I'm bringin' em back
Bringin' it back, fuckin' it up and I'm bringin' it back
Bringin' em back, fuckin' em up and I'm bringin' em back
Fuck, yuh, bring it back
Fuck, I, bring it back
B.I.B, I snack
On these beats (Get napkin)
Fuck, yuh, bring it back
Fuck, I, bring it back
B.I.B., is that drool I see (They lackin')

And if you see them bitches judgin'
Tell em B.Y.e
B.Y.e til we D.I.E
We won't ever stop the drip, you D.R.Y
If you gotta problem holla j.o.Y