"Back" lyrics
Girl, tell me how you want it
And I'm on it
All dat false advertising, I don't condone it
Sabotage that pussy until the morning
Now I'm back studio all night recording
The music industry need restoring
All dat trap music sound boring
Gotta put the fun right back in the shit
(But fuck, I forgot nowadays we kids)
Shit... I'm riding foreign, no touring
One up on you man, you nigga ain't scoring
Betta sit back down on da bench, gotta fix the game, let me pull out my wrench
Nigga don't hang they self, so who we gotta lynch
I ain't from this world, girl, you Lilo & I'm Stitch
We from two different planets 'cause you b-roke and I'm rich
League of stars, baby, home run any pitch
Back on the map
We not like them 'cause they can't get it back
Bless your soul
I don't know, I guess I'm chosen
She throw it back back, wrist on froze
Fuck going slow, put them panties on the phone
I'm like, can we get along
She like, can you send a loan
Make me shop alone
I'ma send some mo
I'ma send some moooo
I'ma send some mo
Know they miss when I was gone
You had her all to your own
Now she back front row
She acting like she seen a ghost
We the New Boyz but we still the same nigga
Left at the top, came back, nothing change nigga
Came back with a bop, gave me top, gave her brain damage
I done left her sprung all in love, now she can't manage
I done left her sprung all in love when I came in it
'Cause I'm a real artist, I be painting on her canvas
Like Leo, like Rose, Titanic
I could take you out this world, which planet
Her brain go crazy, I'm untangling it
It's feeling like a long vacation
I can't even think, it's only been one day in
Back on the map, it ain't even one day in
Back on the map
We not like them 'cause they can't get it back
Bless your soul
I don't know, I guess I'm chosen
She throw it back back, wrist on froze
Fuck going slow, put them panties on the phone
I'm like, can we get along
She like, can you send a loan
Make me shop alone
I'ma send some mo
I'ma send some moooo
I'ma send some mo
And I'm on it
All dat false advertising, I don't condone it
Sabotage that pussy until the morning
Now I'm back studio all night recording
The music industry need restoring
All dat trap music sound boring
Gotta put the fun right back in the shit
(But fuck, I forgot nowadays we kids)
Shit... I'm riding foreign, no touring
One up on you man, you nigga ain't scoring
Betta sit back down on da bench, gotta fix the game, let me pull out my wrench
Nigga don't hang they self, so who we gotta lynch
I ain't from this world, girl, you Lilo & I'm Stitch
We from two different planets 'cause you b-roke and I'm rich
League of stars, baby, home run any pitch
Back on the map
We not like them 'cause they can't get it back
Bless your soul
I don't know, I guess I'm chosen
She throw it back back, wrist on froze
Fuck going slow, put them panties on the phone
I'm like, can we get along
She like, can you send a loan
Make me shop alone
I'ma send some mo
I'ma send some moooo
I'ma send some mo
Know they miss when I was gone
You had her all to your own
Now she back front row
She acting like she seen a ghost
We the New Boyz but we still the same nigga
Left at the top, came back, nothing change nigga
Came back with a bop, gave me top, gave her brain damage
I done left her sprung all in love, now she can't manage
I done left her sprung all in love when I came in it
'Cause I'm a real artist, I be painting on her canvas
Like Leo, like Rose, Titanic
I could take you out this world, which planet
Her brain go crazy, I'm untangling it
It's feeling like a long vacation
I can't even think, it's only been one day in
Back on the map, it ain't even one day in
Back on the map
We not like them 'cause they can't get it back
Bless your soul
I don't know, I guess I'm chosen
She throw it back back, wrist on froze
Fuck going slow, put them panties on the phone
I'm like, can we get along
She like, can you send a loan
Make me shop alone
I'ma send some mo
I'ma send some moooo
I'ma send some mo
