BK Bastard - RON Burgundy Lyrics

Guess who's back
With a brand new bag
With a brand new swag
Nigga f*ck your tax
With a brand new bag
With a brand new

Guess who's back With a brand new swag
Nigga F*ck your tax Why the f*ck you gassed
All your shit sound ass
You done bit they swag But your flow still trash
Why the f*ck you mad You got mad yes men
I don't need fake friends
You been off your meds Bitch I
I ain't gotta start shit
Finish with final blow I turn it to a mosh pit
Rowdier than rebels Like it's Brooklyn tryna Start shit
Quiet when I speak my mind But crazy when the heart hit
Adrenaline
I don't need a mother f*ckin gun put the fear in em
Nigga you a mo f*cking uhhh What you staring at
Bro your whole team is a dub Ain't no steering that
We don't even see you In the fields
Why you wearing that
Talking bout You only drop hits
You a catnap Back back
Before the Snap back
Push ya cap back Stay back
Twitter fingers only Get you bodied Where I stay at
I don't think really recognize I don't play that shit

They backwards I don't shake no hands
Nigga act up You are not my mans
Nigga back up You can catch these hands
I might go off If I say this shit again
You been wreckless As sin
Put you in your place Nigga this ain't the gram
Stay the f*ck out my way Won't repeat it again
Put ya whole team in the back Of the cab
I'm done