Bacc On My Bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
You already know what time it is, nigga
Ain't gon' do nothin' why you bullshitin'
You a little bitch, nigga, anyway, cuz
I'm back on my bullshit
This remind me of some of that sugar-free shit, nigga
Street gospel
Ain't gon' do nothin' why you bullshittin'
Lets it back to the 90s, nigga
OG from the block, don't mess with me
I ain't playin'
For you in my book of recipes
I'm just sayin'
I'll cross you out when you have been deceased
I ain't playin'
I'm gon' make sure that you rest in peace
I'm just sayin'
I'm just sippin' on my Hennessy
My ex-bitch tweakin' off that Fetamine
She ain't made it
Her man geekin' off that Ketamine
Sniper creepin', shot till I make him bleed
He ain't gon' make it
This Durley Park you bitch, I'm from the land
What you claimin'
My bitch is bad
She's hailin' from Japan
That's upgrading
Why your man look like your mama, man
They related
Don't come crawlin' back
You were just a fan
Bitch, you lazy
In the past, I had a perfect plan
Fuckin' Gracey
Now your time is comin' to an end
I'm fuckin' crazy
That is when my life will just begin
No hoes, I'm savin'
Just remember that I fucked your friend
Biatch
I'm back on my bullshit
Ain't gon' do nothin' why you bullshittin'
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Ain't gon' do nothin' but eat bullshit
It's the blue chucks with the gray laces
I'm from the gang and I know you hatin"
That's because we all be knowin' you be fakin'
That's why we call that perpetratin'
You chasin' hoes while we paper chasin'
Perc up your nose, no you ain't gon' make it
You quick to fold in a situation
You love them hoes, you be cup takin'
It's the blue checks with the gray license
I'm from the gang and I know you hatin
That's because we all be knowin' you be fakin'
That's why we call that perpetratin'
You chasin' hoes while we paper chasin'
Perc up your nose, now you ain't gon' make it
You quick to fold in the situation
You love them hoes, you be cup takin'
I'm back on my bullshit
Ain't gon' do nothin' while you pushin'
I'm back on my bullshit
Ain't gon' do nothin' while you Bullshittin'
You already know what time it is, nigga
Ain't gon' do nothin' why you bullshitin'
You a little bitch, nigga, anyway, cuz
I'm back on my bullshit
This remind me of some of that sugar-free shit, nigga
Street gospel
Ain't gon' do nothin' why you bullshittin'
Lets it back to the 90s, nigga
OG from the block, don't mess with me
I ain't playin'
For you in my book of recipes
I'm just sayin'
I'll cross you out when you have been deceased
I ain't playin'
I'm gon' make sure that you rest in peace
I'm just sayin'
I'm just sippin' on my Hennessy
My ex-bitch tweakin' off that Fetamine
She ain't made it
Her man geekin' off that Ketamine
Sniper creepin', shot till I make him bleed
He ain't gon' make it
This Durley Park you bitch, I'm from the land
What you claimin'
My bitch is bad
She's hailin' from Japan
That's upgrading
Why your man look like your mama, man
They related
Don't come crawlin' back
You were just a fan
Bitch, you lazy
In the past, I had a perfect plan
Fuckin' Gracey
Now your time is comin' to an end
I'm fuckin' crazy
That is when my life will just begin
No hoes, I'm savin'
Just remember that I fucked your friend
Biatch
I'm back on my bullshit
Ain't gon' do nothin' why you bullshittin'
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Ain't gon' do nothin' but eat bullshit
It's the blue chucks with the gray laces
I'm from the gang and I know you hatin"
That's because we all be knowin' you be fakin'
That's why we call that perpetratin'
You chasin' hoes while we paper chasin'
Perc up your nose, no you ain't gon' make it
You quick to fold in a situation
You love them hoes, you be cup takin'
It's the blue checks with the gray license
I'm from the gang and I know you hatin
That's because we all be knowin' you be fakin'
That's why we call that perpetratin'
You chasin' hoes while we paper chasin'
Perc up your nose, now you ain't gon' make it
You quick to fold in the situation
You love them hoes, you be cup takin'
I'm back on my bullshit
Ain't gon' do nothin' while you pushin'
I'm back on my bullshit
Ain't gon' do nothin' while you Bullshittin'
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Writer(s): Darrel Phillips
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