I'm back now, all the bitches want me 'cause I rap now
They be tryna get up on my lap now, I be on my grind
In my mind, spending time, I'ma get all of this cash now
Back down, make her back down
I be hittin' all these bitches in the background
Talking backstage I'ma get a bag now
And I pray everyday that my money crack down
That's the words you can rhyme, I'ma say "type shit"
Riding 'round the city in a real nice whip
Bitches at my door, tryna get on my dick
They be saying I'm a god, and I really like it
That's the words you can rhyme, I'ma say "type shit"
Riding 'round the city in a real nice whip
Bitches at my door, tryna get on my dick
They be saying I'm a god, and I really like it
Know I really like it
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
My bitches call me a god, I'm from the future
They think that I know a lot, I'll be your tutor
My songs good 'cause I'm not a f*cking loser
Saying that I'm gonna flop, but that's a rumor
Your girl calling up my phone saying she miss me
I got a girl at home, she staying with me
You can say I'm all alone, you can't convince me
And you can try and call my phone, you can't dismiss me
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
My bitches call me a god
My bitches call me a god
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
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I'm back now, all the bitches want me 'cause I rap now
They be tryna get up on my lap now, I be on my grind
In my mind, spending time, I'ma get all of this cash now
Back down, make her back down
I be hittin' all these bitches in the background
Talking backstage I'ma get a bag now
And I pray everyday that my money crack down
That's the words you can rhyme, I'ma say "type shit"
Riding 'round the city in a real nice whip
Bitches at my door, tryna get on my dick
They be saying I'm a god, and I really like it
That's the words you can rhyme, I'ma say "type shit"
Riding 'round the city in a real nice whip
Bitches at my door, tryna get on my dick
They be saying I'm a god, and I really like it
Know I really like it
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
My bitches call me a god, I'm from the future
They think that I know a lot, I'll be your tutor
My songs good 'cause I'm not a f*cking loser
Saying that I'm gonna flop, but that's a rumor
Your girl calling up my phone saying she miss me
I got a girl at home, she staying with me
You can say I'm all alone, you can't convince me
And you can try and call my phone, you can't dismiss me
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
My bitches call me a god
My bitches call me a god
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
They be tryna get up on my lap now, I be on my grind
In my mind, spending time, I'ma get all of this cash now
Back down, make her back down
I be hittin' all these bitches in the background
Talking backstage I'ma get a bag now
And I pray everyday that my money crack down
That's the words you can rhyme, I'ma say "type shit"
Riding 'round the city in a real nice whip
Bitches at my door, tryna get on my dick
They be saying I'm a god, and I really like it
That's the words you can rhyme, I'ma say "type shit"
Riding 'round the city in a real nice whip
Bitches at my door, tryna get on my dick
They be saying I'm a god, and I really like it
Know I really like it
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
My bitches call me a god, I'm from the future
They think that I know a lot, I'll be your tutor
My songs good 'cause I'm not a f*cking loser
Saying that I'm gonna flop, but that's a rumor
Your girl calling up my phone saying she miss me
I got a girl at home, she staying with me
You can say I'm all alone, you can't convince me
And you can try and call my phone, you can't dismiss me
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
My bitches call me a god
My bitches call me a god
I can't feel my face I'm smoking gas
And I came to kill today, I'm from your past
I be hitting two o' five up on the dash
And that girl said "Come swing by" I'm going fast
Tell your home girl get out my way before I crash
Because the girl I'm with today is gonna last
And I know I had bad days that left a gash
But money takes away my pain, and I got cash
Writer: Kolton Young
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