Bibster - Put It Back Lyrics

Buy my album put it back
You ain't got the balls for that
Post a comment talk some trash
Bitch you jealous and it's so damn sad
I hate rap but I love to write
I like hard bars and a mic to light
I'm a tornado when I kill your city
So damn catchy could of wrote for Disney
Sorry Mickey gonna f*ck your Minnie
And I'm an ass man and I love a titty
Gonna be your Kermit you be my Piggy
I work hard no time for drama
I enjoy a slut call your baby mamas
Pull out my iguana won't call you manana
I don't play games bitch make money
You talk big but act funny
You talk hard but start running
You playboy with no damn bunnies
F*ck gang gang, f*ck rap Gucci
I'll gang bang your moms coochie
Fresh sushi with trash groupies
You talk oozies play call duty
You talk pit but y'all act snoopy,
I stay level cause I stay humble
You get close get a brass knuckle
I'm lion king In the rap jungle
Shit I was gonna be humble
You a weak bitch no muscle
Your girl texts full frontal
Street grind smart hustle
Buried deep with a old shovel
Shit I was gonna to stay humble
Sorry for bursting your bubble
Nah I was gonna be cool but I'm coming back harder ain't f*cking with you
They got me writing letters
Berettas come on and get us
Imma killer on the stage when I strike down hard
I'm a semi automatic I'm manic
I'm coming panic
When I set em in corner when I kill you off bad
I'm Hispanic satanic
I'm Frantic knock you off the planet boy