bAcK iN

(Cozy Boy, Cozy Boy, boy)

Aye
I just took a step out but now I'm back in (Back yea)
Shoutout my dawg Co, he really get them backends
Don't fuck around boy, we really pistol packin'
I manifested for laws of attraction (Manifest it all)
I left lil baby, she wasn't een that attractive
Could never cuff her, couldn't een hold her captive
Turn her around and spank that ass just like her papi

Her ex a lame, could een keep her happy (Sad)
Her hair 4c, I won't een say it's nappy
I'm fresh to death, I can hop up out the casket (For real)

Aye, watch me change the situation
Moved up to New York to dodge the cases that I'm facin'
Real trapper smell, I had to Baccarat the fagrance
Knew this shit was comin', it just took a lot of patience

This shit here easy, it don't take a lot effort
Talk behind my back, I'm clearly movin' ahead of ya
Kept my options open, I ain't movin' like your regular

She cheated on her man just to brag she with the kid (Brag she wit da kid)
You say my name so much, I told her tatt it on her skin (Tatt it on yo skin)
Goddamn this engine loud, shit sound just like need for speed (skrrrt)
Invest into more gold, I wanna put it in my teeth
Money multiply by three when I don't touch it in a week (Hol on)

New year, same me just better
Holdin' down my folks, still got they back just like sweater
Just pourin' up what look right, I don't got no time measure it
I'm showin' up whenever, ain't no need for you to schedule
Stay rockin' Rude Atlanta, guess I'm always feelin' reckless
They always taking screenshots, so I don't really like to text and shit
Gave my new bitch a good chance, cause she the one applyin' pressure
I'm back in



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Writer(s): Armond Richardson
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