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!

(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!?
Found out she set me up, thought they could hit a lick and move.
I laughed, and said jokes on you.
Tell em come through!
Tell em bring my wallet back, I'll see him real soon.
Shocked! she looked at me confused,
Saying stop bub you're trippin dude
Arms around her neck, choked her out, and left her in the room.
Loaded up my pistol, and hit some dope I stashed inside my boot.
Walked I played it cool.
Headed to the parking lot.
Lit a cigarette, and set right next at the garbage spot.
Heard somebody runnin, yellin what's up!
I ain't say nothing.
Turned around and shot, I planted two off in his stomach.
I yelled, you fat bald piece of shit!
Who the fuck you thank this is?
Compared me to a little preppy bitch you'd rob and scare real quick! (STUPID!)
So mad that I just lost it than, i kicked and started stompin him.
Saw his teeth rip through his cheek.
Pistol whipped him for so long, the barrel come clean off of it!
He begging, saying stop it please!
I swear to God I'm sorry G.
I'm dying can barely breathe, my blood all over this the concrete.
(HAHA!)




(THAT'S ENOUGH! FINISH THIS FUCKIN MIXTAPE. ALRIGHT!)

(Verse3)