letra de i'm back - lebanan donn
yeah yeah
yeah listen to this
yeah
try me n—a with the pen
this’ got to be the kick
this’ got to be the sh-t
n—a’s always my d-ck
i don’t want to take pic
yeah
n—a’s always want to split
double down and let it hit
got to brag about a b-tch
n—a everybody hit
lock your lips and keep it st-tched
yeah
but i’m trying not to sin
this is where that sh-t it’ll end
ride around in a benz
swerve the city till it end
i got brothers not friends
yeah
we can never make amends
i keep praying for my sins
grow from boys up to men
this how we get it in
they ain’t watchin’ till we win
yeah
wax on wax off n—a
it’s too early to have kids
yeah
keep a condom on my d-ck
even if it’s for a bit
when she bouncin’ on the sh-t
pull it out until the tip
b-tch need to get a grip
yeah
i don’t know if you can tell
your sh-t will never sell
belt buckle ysl
got to give em heaven h-ll
i can’t even use a scale
yeah
i’m the sh-t that’s the smell
lamborghini christian bale
got to ride around in stealth
n—a think about the dub
before you ever think about givin’ an l
and that’s why i’m back keep it exact
give me a plaque, got to get back
don’t worry, i’m back
don’t worry, i’m back
don’t worry, i’m back
don’t worry, i’m back
yeah
don’t worry, i’m back
don’t worry, i’m back
don’t worry, i’m back
don’t worry, i’m back
yeah
i’m back, yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
said i’m feeling like i’m back
n—a call me where you at
i give exactly what they ask
yeah
i was trying to get my bag
now i’m back
i said i’m feeling like i’m back
n—a then call me where you at
i was trying to get my bag
yeah
i give exactly what they ask
now i’m back
i spin the block like where you at
bring it back
they said the money in the sock
it’s too fat
i take the money out in cash
it’s too fast
i put a hundred on the dash
this is diamond n—a
all you rock is gl-ss
yeah
n—a you’re talking way to fast
yeah
n—a just added to do the math
n—a rocking a thousand on my pants
n—a i can’t even dance
you know the shoes is more than that
give the city back with what they ask
n—a you won’t get a verse your music trash
put all your music in the trash n—a
young n—a that rap
i’m from the eastside of the map
boy why you always want a dap
brodie stop pushing my boys in the front
n—a
we about to run it do a lap
n—a told you i was back
remember jobs weren’t calling back
yeah
and now i finally got a stack
yeah
and i’ma spend it where i like
yeah
and now we finally got the spot
now we coming for they heart
said i’m feeling like i’m back
n—a call me where you at
i give exactly what they ask
yeah
i was trying to get my bag
now i’m back
i said i’m feeling like i’m back
n—a then call me where you at
i was trying to get my bag
yeah
i give exactly what they ask
now i’m back
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