"Back In It" lyrics

Nigga, huh
(Water whippin' shit)

I lay the trap down, nigga, back in it
Feel like I just started, we ain't close to finish
Roll up the gas in that Benz and I hit it
These racks on my neck, feel like I'm playin' tennis
He pocket watchin', ain't minding your business
Walk 'round with that stick on my hip, like it's Texas
Pop out the flame and know I ain't rent it
I can't beef with lames, they know I'm a menace
Ah, fuck her once, kick her out, girl, you only get one life
Can't be like y'all and be broke, I got one life
Can't flip the work that we workin', it ain't done right
Pour up the codeine, whole liter in one Sprite
She gon' twerk for the ice, what you do for a Klondike?
Boy, you not a opp, if you see me it's on sight
We pull out the graah, a nigga get frost bite, uh
Nigga, you know you ain't never gon' be like me
All of my niggas just do it, like we Nike
Walk in red bottoms, my sneakers like we [?]
Baby, just look at my eyes, tell me you like me, baby
Try to fuck me, it's too likely, baby
I hop off a jet, I'm too fly like a bird
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you ain't hear it from me
Then nigga, it's fuck what you heard
Pull up on him and stomp his ass out on the curb
I been sippin' that codeine so yes, I'ma swerve
Shorty keep tryna text me, goddamn, what's the word?
If you never get shot at, you never gon' learn
All these niggas want beef with me, wait y'all turn
We don't got it for low, nigga, fuck what they serve
VVS, nothin' less, fuck to talkin' 'bout the inside
Peanut butter, peanut butter Benz, jelly on the inside
Listen, mama, shut your mouth if you tryna get fucked with your legs high
Hold up, hold up, I done scraped my rims tryna park up the Benz, huh?

Goddamn