B.O.M.S
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my shit
Sxrilla
I been the man for a minute
I don't gotta move,
Watch how I work off the pivot
Watch how I fuck up the kitchen
I'm cleanin' the bowls
And no I ain't doin' no dishes
Stay wit the pole like i'm fishin'
My diamonds glisten
Lights off they still gone be hittin'
And Stop hittin' licks since that lil burglary
But lord knows I be Tempted
I'm back on my shit
Fuck it i never fell off
I'm gone you can smell the exhaust
I'm never gone change
If thats what you lil' niggas thought
'Cause loyalty what I was taught
Came up from a loss
So now I don't care what it cost
I like it, it's already bought
Trap out the loft
I'm goin' fed if i'm caught
This smoke get you more than a cough
Sxrilla Imean, i'm realer I mean
Never change up over cheese
Chasin' that green, j-j-just like i'm a fiend
Play wit' that cash, ima squeeze
Bang what I bleed, and i do not fuck wit' 12
But my diamonds on freeze
G-star jeans, and i got 4 pockets full
And my closet overseas
And i flip through the money like channels
He taxin' I din' like the price so i ran off
I should be a scammer,
i'm good wit' the numbers
I'm makin' more bread than panera
I'm feelin' like Wayne in '08 ima hotboy
I drip from the flame like a candle
I'm gettin' this paper, yo' name in some papers
You in black and white like a panda
You don't gotta ask 'em
They know i'm not average
I hang wit' some savages
They been doin' damage
My girl even savage
she good wit' the pole, and she ain't dancin' Niggas be cappin, that ain't how they livin'
He wun really in the trenches
But i gotta backstage
'Cause them folks on my bumper and niggas be talkin' like bitches
And I do not let the beef simmer
Pull up and eat, it ain't dinner
Mitch match designers, i'm winning
I spent some racks on these linens
But still got some racks in my denims
Ice cold like December
Make that boy freeze like the winter
I got this straight from the kennel
Smokin' opp pack might kill 'em
Niggas be fake i don't feel 'em
Yo' pockets on E can't refill 'em
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my
Back on my shit
Sxrilla
I been the man for a minute
I don't gotta move,
Watch how I work off the pivot
Watch how I fuck up the kitchen
I'm cleanin' the bowls
And no I ain't doin' no dishes
Stay wit the pole like i'm fishin'
My diamonds glisten
Lights off they still gone be hittin'
And Stop hittin' licks since that lil burglary
But lord knows I be Tempted
I'm back on my shit
Fuck it i never fell off
I'm gone you can smell the exhaust
I'm never gone change
If thats what you lil' niggas thought
'Cause loyalty what I was taught
Came up from a loss
So now I don't care what it cost
I like it, it's already bought
Trap out the loft
I'm goin' fed if i'm caught
This smoke get you more than a cough
Sxrilla Imean, i'm realer I mean
Never change up over cheese
Chasin' that green, j-j-just like i'm a fiend
Play wit' that cash, ima squeeze
Bang what I bleed, and i do not fuck wit' 12
But my diamonds on freeze
G-star jeans, and i got 4 pockets full
And my closet overseas
And i flip through the money like channels
He taxin' I din' like the price so i ran off
I should be a scammer,
i'm good wit' the numbers
I'm makin' more bread than panera
I'm feelin' like Wayne in '08 ima hotboy
I drip from the flame like a candle
I'm gettin' this paper, yo' name in some papers
You in black and white like a panda
You don't gotta ask 'em
They know i'm not average
I hang wit' some savages
They been doin' damage
My girl even savage
she good wit' the pole, and she ain't dancin' Niggas be cappin, that ain't how they livin'
He wun really in the trenches
But i gotta backstage
'Cause them folks on my bumper and niggas be talkin' like bitches
And I do not let the beef simmer
Pull up and eat, it ain't dinner
Mitch match designers, i'm winning
I spent some racks on these linens
But still got some racks in my denims
Ice cold like December
Make that boy freeze like the winter
I got this straight from the kennel
Smokin' opp pack might kill 'em
Niggas be fake i don't feel 'em
Yo' pockets on E can't refill 'em
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Writer(s): Andre Warren
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