Welcome back to rap
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Bass too loud aint ready for trouble
Got my back to them cause im facing frontal
Brand new watch had to but a couple
They make maccies music lemme get a mcdouble
Cant diss back cause they dont got rebuttles
Spiked his drink now hes beffudled
Dont f*ck his girl nah we just cuddle
Dont f*ck around i dont be subtle
Money getting shipped by the tons
I made a 100 thousand dollars might have missed a couple commas didn't bother looking the bank once
Cause a flood if i withdraw it in ones
Turned a man into a baby making music make em crazy before they even get a glance at my funds
No longer dissing they just caving now my musics what they craving cause im leaving their career in the dust
All these rappers be losing their trust
I got a patek better stick to the bust
All my snippets they be causing a fuss
If a quarter mil is needed let me plant another seed and watch the money come all in at once
If they want a supercar then they gone have to use it hard but i dont think that they can handle the thrust
Welcome back to rap
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Phone you in a minute
I've Had enough, waiting
Dont i just feel silly
It aint adjacent
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Back off
Blacktop
Driving our Lambo cant stop
No backtrack
No snapback
Hop out the car we unsnap
Don't catch me dancin
Not good at romancin
She saw me on the street and broke into the mansion
Prekka has visions
Bitch I ain't kidding
Call us some liars but ay we just living
Man calm the f*ck down
Im just making my rounds
Ik you obsessed but don't be no clown
Prekka on top so throw on our sounds
Never dreamt too big it'll all come around
It's a brawl and a haul make a mil In a min and we throw it around iron fist like a king
Prekka they rap and prekka they sing
A shot every hit death by Alc poisoning
Welcome back to rap
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Phone you in a minute
I've Had enough, waiting
Dont i just feel silly
It aint adjacent
Going through the city
Medi-tating
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Welcome back to rap
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Bass too loud aint ready for trouble
Got my back to them cause im facing frontal
Brand new watch had to but a couple
They make maccies music lemme get a mcdouble
Cant diss back cause they dont got rebuttles
Spiked his drink now hes beffudled
Dont f*ck his girl nah we just cuddle
Dont f*ck around i dont be subtle
Money getting shipped by the tons
I made a 100 thousand dollars might have missed a couple commas didn't bother looking the bank once
Cause a flood if i withdraw it in ones
Turned a man into a baby making music make em crazy before they even get a glance at my funds
No longer dissing they just caving now my musics what they craving cause im leaving their career in the dust
All these rappers be losing their trust
I got a patek better stick to the bust
All my snippets they be causing a fuss
If a quarter mil is needed let me plant another seed and watch the money come all in at once
If they want a supercar then they gone have to use it hard but i dont think that they can handle the thrust
Welcome back to rap
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Phone you in a minute
I've Had enough, waiting
Dont i just feel silly
It aint adjacent
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Back off
Blacktop
Driving our Lambo cant stop
No backtrack
No snapback
Hop out the car we unsnap
Don't catch me dancin
Not good at romancin
She saw me on the street and broke into the mansion
Prekka has visions
Bitch I ain't kidding
Call us some liars but ay we just living
Man calm the f*ck down
Im just making my rounds
Ik you obsessed but don't be no clown
Prekka on top so throw on our sounds
Never dreamt too big it'll all come around
It's a brawl and a haul make a mil In a min and we throw it around iron fist like a king
Prekka they rap and prekka they sing
A shot every hit death by Alc poisoning
Welcome back to rap
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Phone you in a minute
I've Had enough, waiting
Dont i just feel silly
It aint adjacent
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Bass too loud aint ready for trouble
Got my back to them cause im facing frontal
Brand new watch had to but a couple
They make maccies music lemme get a mcdouble
Cant diss back cause they dont got rebuttles
Spiked his drink now hes beffudled
Dont f*ck his girl nah we just cuddle
Dont f*ck around i dont be subtle
Money getting shipped by the tons
I made a 100 thousand dollars might have missed a couple commas didn't bother looking the bank once
Cause a flood if i withdraw it in ones
Turned a man into a baby making music make em crazy before they even get a glance at my funds
No longer dissing they just caving now my musics what they craving cause im leaving their career in the dust
All these rappers be losing their trust
I got a patek better stick to the bust
All my snippets they be causing a fuss
If a quarter mil is needed let me plant another seed and watch the money come all in at once
If they want a supercar then they gone have to use it hard but i dont think that they can handle the thrust
Welcome back to rap
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Phone you in a minute
I've Had enough, waiting
Dont i just feel silly
It aint adjacent
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Back off
Blacktop
Driving our Lambo cant stop
No backtrack
No snapback
Hop out the car we unsnap
Don't catch me dancin
Not good at romancin
She saw me on the street and broke into the mansion
Prekka has visions
Bitch I ain't kidding
Call us some liars but ay we just living
Man calm the f*ck down
Im just making my rounds
Ik you obsessed but don't be no clown
Prekka on top so throw on our sounds
Never dreamt too big it'll all come around
It's a brawl and a haul make a mil In a min and we throw it around iron fist like a king
Prekka they rap and prekka they sing
A shot every hit death by Alc poisoning
Welcome back to rap
Outfit 10k cant capture that
Gotta get ready for a fast attack
Frontline hard trynna go back to back
Aint mad at that
This kid gone hop in a cadilac
Might patent that
Go pack your bag
Cant count your money like you bad at math
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Phone you in a minute
I've Had enough, waiting
Dont i just feel silly
It aint adjacent
Going through the city
Medi-tating
Writer: Eddie Scharenberg, Kolja Kleiner
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid