Back Again Goin UP

I'm tryna make it to the top, I got the swag when I walk
I got the swag when I talk, I got the sauce when I walk
I got the sauce when I talk, yeah I'm back again
I got the sauce when I walk
I got the sauce when I talk yeah I'm back again

I got the sauce on me, I got the sauce on me
Back again like I never left
And I told them boys I'ma stay the same
And we goin' aim them choppas, vertabrae

Bad bitch, gave me hella brain
And I told the gang I would never change
And I'm goin' up
Like these niggas just been actin' strange

And I'm goin' up
Tryna make it to the top, tryna make it to the top

Pull up on em milli walk

Diamonds on me, Milli Rock

She gon suck on a young nigga cock

Me and Tezzy Wrld, is back again

I gotta chase up the bag again
They tryna go and back stab,again
Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah, look what you do
What if I come with the moods

If I give you the gun, you gon' shoot?
Baby girl, what if I need you?
I'm tryna see if you comin' through
I'm tryna see if it's really through

Cause the shit that you said wasn't really true
You can really, really bring anybody
Cause what the fuck they gonna really do
Me and Tezzy Wrld really catch bodies
So what you really wanna do
If tezzy pull up and it's through

If Tezzy gon' pull up in, uh
If Tezzy gon' pull up in, uh

If Tezzy gon' pull up in, uh
If Tezzy gon' pull up in, uh
If Tezzy gon' pull up in, uh

Ayy, ayy

I'm in the booth and I'm droppin' the heat
I be killing' these songs every week
Me and my bro, we runnin' this shit
He got my back and he know I got his

Swear on my blood, you know you gettin' heat
I be the last man standing in that bitch
I do no talkin', I do no walkin
I'ma send one, go and put you in your coffin

I'ma send lil' niggas, they wanna see me
When they see me on TV, they blowin' my phone
You will love me or not, I don't know where I'm from
All the fans love cuppin', you know that rhyme

I live with a problem, I smoke in my mouth
No love for the thotty, these bitches be vibin
Every once in a while, I sloppin', I just stop bloppin
They want nice things, they ain't part of my life

Ayy, they done served me a wifey
All of these hoes be lookin' for a trick
I'm droppin' they dick, ballin' they cooch
They thinkin' that life shit is a movie

I know back then, they didn't want me
Now they wanna come, try to use me
Use me, uh, use me, uh
You ain't gettin' nothin' that cash, I work for

If you don't wanna stay, hit the front door
Can't get a ride, in the Benzo
I put a T in the Tezo
Call up my niggas, they get the stando

And my bro, Young Stunna
Make them pussys, turn to a runner
Me and my bro, back in our prime
Like, thug, and gunna, uh-huh

Uh-huh
Uh-huh



Credits
Writer(s): Marice Harris
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