Guess who's back, that's right me, who you talkin' to man
Yo, it's YB, comin with the heat Back, yeah, I'm back, yeah
I'm back to back to back to back Sorted out with a f*ckin' rabbit attack
Y'all talkin' but it's all just acts, no Jack Black
But I'm playin' y'all like it was Blackjack
Like cards to a deck, y'all better get back
Had to take a two-step, she don't never call back
Tryna fight with me, y'all better step back
Aim is elite , never tried to attack
Psyche rollin' on his feet, lookin' for payback
Wheelie into bags and booty, ratchet bitches
Yeah, nasty and moody
Got a good bitch, yeah, we bad and bougie
We like rags to riches
Remember back then, now we be back to business
Truly rags to riches
Let me change the course
Ninja revvin' at my bars, yeah, they got the torque
They said I was really good, I mean, man, of course
That's what happens when you f*ck with the force
Rappin' all the way from Kentucky like a Lambo with a horse
I mean, yeah, I got it from the force
F*ckin' all these bitches from behind
You know my heart is dark like a knight on his horse
Mama used to tell me, do your chores
So now I got grind, I gotta get paid, no remorse
If we playin' chess, then I do believe
I got you checkmate, get your girl in checkmate
If time is money, then I ain't got no time to pre-debate
I got a date with death, don't do late
That's a one-take advantage
Choppa on my hip, yeah, it's gonna do damage
When I hop in, in a beat like, gotta get it goin
Gotta get it f*ckin' throwin
Choppa on my hip, it's gonna start f*ckin' blowin
Grim Reaper on a f*ckin' mic, I'ma read what you're sewin
Back to back, back to back
Back to back, yeah, we're back
Man, finish this shit, I wasn't lyin
When I said death don't do late
Shit, I'ma levitate
Never be late, death don't do late
F*ck on this bitch, she tell me don't pull out
I pulled out right away
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