Lyrics

[Intro]
YO! IT'S YOU!
HE'S REALLY BACK!
TIME TO CELEBRATE!
LET'S SEE IF YOU STILL GOT IT MUTHA FUCKA!

(VERSE1)
Keep the nine on me like a nightstick.
Sittin right beside me, case you try me, like a sidekick.
The shit I spit so hot, it could light wics and ignite shit. (BOOM!)
Thankin you about it, gets you cut off like a light switch!
Smilin, while I'm cutting up a white brick, with this ice-pick.
I know it'll only take one line to make her,
My bitch! (SORRYY!)
My shit so fuckin dope, you could take a bump straight up ya nose.
SPIT so cold,you can see your breath, like we in the presence of a ghost! (BOO!)
They think they know,but really don't.
Retired back and still the truth.
If I let loose off in the booth,
I'd blow a hole off in the roof! (DAMN!)
Arguing like bitches do,or phaggets in a Twitter group.
So if ya new, and I hear you, than I'll assume y'all bitches too! (BITCH ASS!)
Quarter pound of that toot aloo, have you spinnin round like a hoola hoop.
A quarter of pow in the microwave, looking like we in here cooking noodles dude.
I won't say what I'm gonna do to you, he thankin I'm fuckin retarded.
Already pissed, broken, distraught, from all a the bullshit my babymoms started!
First off, this bitch set me up, tried to rob me.
Secondly, I don't thank Lola's my daughter.
Boi, that shit hurt! Left A hole where my heart was.
And colder than Antarctica.(Brrr!)
Getting harder to find home, I swear it's all just vacant places.
Lost on the road,like gorilla Zoe, still driving with no set destination.
So angry I could just spaz, and kill your ass, no hesitation.
Boi, this ain't shit I put together to make it all rhyme with the shit I'm saying!
I ain't playin!

(WHOA WHOA AYE HOLD UP! I GOT SOME BULLSHIT I GOTTA TALK ABOUT REAL QUICK. BASED ON TRUE EVENTS! HAAAAA!)

(Verse2)
Can't believe I let a butchy whore, threaten my whole family.
Always sayin that it's my fault, fake excuses why she's mad at me.
One day, something inside had enough, and it just snapped in me.
Like, What the fuck? Oh no!
Help y'all! what's happening? (HELP!)



So mad that I just lost it than, i kicked and started stompin him.
Pistol whipped him for so long, the barrel come clean off of it. (KATOO!)

(THAT'S ENOUGH! FINISH THE GAWD DAMN MIXTAPE! ALRIGHT!)

(Verse3)