"Make It Back" lyrics
We lose a bag, we don't bitch about it
Just make it back
We had the drop on 'em, but we ain't have no V
Fuck it he gon lack
Why do they keep saying my name?, I ain't gotta do nothin'
I'm sitting back
No I don't know bout that incident that occurred Sir
All I do is rap
Niggas ain't outside with us, they cap
We spinning back to back to back
He go lack & lack & lack
'Til it ain't no coming back
If it's lit, don't slip
Cause I want war
Don't add me to argue on P4
Light stash, don't brag, boy you need more
Niggas cap in they rap, CB4
See before I was comin' with heat niggas ain't tweak
Gotta stop losing bros cause we ain't deep
Only lions over here and ya'll all sheep
I'm a creep, I be up when they all sleep
We gon' wait, just to slide when it's all sweet
AR, bag up like Aldys
Throwin' shots won't work nigga, Plan B
Throwin' shots won't work 'less you hittin' me
Ya'll little niggas got no balls
Pullin' up shootin' them airballs
Chest shot make that boy cough
'Stead of ginger ale
You should've got Halls
I'm bout my bills like a Huxtable
Wearing ups cause my Diors uncomfortable
You ain't beneficial, I don't fuck with you
If you show me you loyal, I'm stuck with you
I'm like Hov, beans with me he a Roc-A-Fella
The way we drench niggas they need umbrellas
Ruger, XD or Berettas
We all blame from them bands, we a Roc-A-Fella
She said she feel my Persona
I might just go get up on her
Uh, Breeze was just punching like Manny
But now he give Adrien Bronner
For these bitches I won't lack
Please do not put me on your snap
Please do not mention me in raps
Please do not mix me with rats
It do not matter if you strapped
It's about who get the ups first
Treat you like pussy, I bust first
Startin' to feel like my Hood cursed
Lil Leek on the wheel, that's skrt skrt
Don't beef with your brother for no dog bitch
Don't hate your mans for the wrong bitch
We all fuck hoes, on some dog shit
Before you talk about it
Should've sat there and thought about it
Why throw a subliminal at your mans?
Ya'll could've fought about it
Run up on who?
Grrt, you should've thought about it
5, 000 in one pocket, gleesh on me
Tool can't walk without it
We lose a bag, we don't bitch about it
Just make it back
We had the drop on 'em but we ain't have no V
Fuck it he gon lack
Why do they keep saying my name?, I ain't gotta do nothin'
I'm sitting back
No I don't know bout that incident that occurred Sir
All I do is rap
Niggas ain't outside with us, they cap
Back to back to back
Lack and lack and lack
Just make it back
We had the drop on 'em, but we ain't have no V
Fuck it he gon lack
Why do they keep saying my name?, I ain't gotta do nothin'
I'm sitting back
No I don't know bout that incident that occurred Sir
All I do is rap
Niggas ain't outside with us, they cap
We spinning back to back to back
He go lack & lack & lack
'Til it ain't no coming back
If it's lit, don't slip
Cause I want war
Don't add me to argue on P4
Light stash, don't brag, boy you need more
Niggas cap in they rap, CB4
See before I was comin' with heat niggas ain't tweak
Gotta stop losing bros cause we ain't deep
Only lions over here and ya'll all sheep
I'm a creep, I be up when they all sleep
We gon' wait, just to slide when it's all sweet
AR, bag up like Aldys
Throwin' shots won't work nigga, Plan B
Throwin' shots won't work 'less you hittin' me
Ya'll little niggas got no balls
Pullin' up shootin' them airballs
Chest shot make that boy cough
'Stead of ginger ale
You should've got Halls
I'm bout my bills like a Huxtable
Wearing ups cause my Diors uncomfortable
You ain't beneficial, I don't fuck with you
If you show me you loyal, I'm stuck with you
I'm like Hov, beans with me he a Roc-A-Fella
The way we drench niggas they need umbrellas
Ruger, XD or Berettas
We all blame from them bands, we a Roc-A-Fella
She said she feel my Persona
I might just go get up on her
Uh, Breeze was just punching like Manny
But now he give Adrien Bronner
For these bitches I won't lack
Please do not put me on your snap
Please do not mention me in raps
Please do not mix me with rats
It do not matter if you strapped
It's about who get the ups first
Treat you like pussy, I bust first
Startin' to feel like my Hood cursed
Lil Leek on the wheel, that's skrt skrt
Don't beef with your brother for no dog bitch
Don't hate your mans for the wrong bitch
We all fuck hoes, on some dog shit
Before you talk about it
Should've sat there and thought about it
Why throw a subliminal at your mans?
Ya'll could've fought about it
Run up on who?
Grrt, you should've thought about it
5, 000 in one pocket, gleesh on me
Tool can't walk without it
We lose a bag, we don't bitch about it
Just make it back
We had the drop on 'em but we ain't have no V
Fuck it he gon lack
Why do they keep saying my name?, I ain't gotta do nothin'
I'm sitting back
No I don't know bout that incident that occurred Sir
All I do is rap
Niggas ain't outside with us, they cap
Back to back to back
Lack and lack and lack
