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Blrrd, blrrd
I'm back poppin' my shit
Back robbin' again
Back, toppin' your bitch
I'm back calling shots again (blrrd)
I'm back, chargin' a bitch
I'm back, slaughtering shit (blrrd)
I'm back on bullshit
(once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)

The institution lied, shit serious
swim with sharks, you gon' get curious (yeah)
I'm a fuckin' [?] leader
this shit way deeper than lyrics (nigga, nigga)
I put in OT, I wasn't lazy, I was destined for these riches
Being rich part of the plan
I got premeditated millions (on God)
What the fuck is buyin' bodies to a fuckin' killionaire?
(I'm drillin')
High-speed chasin', can't get caught ridin' dirty
Chamillionaire (I know it)
Soon they confirmed he up in there
I sent four of my killers there (the members)
Fuck it, spray his barber too
he shouldn't have been cuttin' his hair (fuck him)
My set-up today YSL
bubble coat made by Moncler (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Louis Vuitton Air Force 1s
I just bought my fifth pair (nigga)
I was just traffickin' nice off my celly wheelchair
She asked was her head fire, said
I ain't gon' lie, you got in there
Big ol' pistol, hairpin trigger (brr)
they made these to kill off bears (on God)
Once that hot shit runnin' through 'em
they get to screamin' like Ric Flair (woo)
I'm in my F8, tryna E-brake
ridin' with a lane and blare (yeah)
I stand on business, all angles
I'm a fuck nigga nightmare (yeah)
I did these fake gangsters so bogus
swear to God, that shit wasn't fair (on God)
He couldn't even get his gun out, should've been more aware
I shot my chopstick through my cousin house
nigga, 'cause I don't care
Nigga, my own kinfolks calling me
beggin' to get spared (on Trae)

I'm back, back poppin' my shit (yeah)
I'm back, back robbin' again (I'm back)
I'm back, back, toppin' your bitch (yeah)
I'm back calling shots again (yeah, yeah)
I'm back, chargin' a bitch (I'm back)
I'm back, slaughtering shit (I'm back, I'm back)
I'm back on bullshit (I'm back)
Nigga, I'm back, shootin' up some shit
I'm back, back poppin' my shit (yeah)
I'm back, back robbin' again (on God)
I'm back, back, toppin' your bitch
I'm back calling shots again (yeah)
I'm back, chargin' a bitch (I'm back)
I'm back, slaughtering shit (I'm back, I'm back)
I'm back on bullshit (I'm back)
Nigga, I'm back, shootin' up some shit (I'm back)

My lil nigga Crash caught two hats back-to-back
thinkin' he the sickest
They just put twenty on his head
tomorrow's gon' be at fifty
Done had the nerve to tell me
Turn him over or just take the ticket
I respond back, Gotta kill me too
pull up now, we on Simpson
They know that was me last week
tryna score up at Dodge (chicken)
The whole time, I'm on Willett
full of X duct tapin' my sixty (nigga)
My 300 Blackout with the box just jammed
so I can't risk it (nope)
This what come with blowin' up rappin'
when you knee-deep in them trenches, nigga (God)
Caught a truck full of bowls
I can't even unload until the business over
Death ain't 'round the corner no more, this shit way close
I was sleep when they killed Nuski
AP woke me up and told me (damn)
I should've seen my big brother last breath
shit fucked me over

I'm back, back poppin' my shit (yeah)
I'm back, back robbin' again (I'm back)
I'm back, back, toppin' your bitch (yeah)
I'm back calling shots again (yeah, yeah)
I'm back, chargin' a bitch (I'm back)
I'm back, slaughtering shit (I'm back, I'm back)
I'm back on bullshit (I'm back)
Nigga, I'm back, shootin' up some shit
I'm back, back poppin' my shit (yeah)
I'm back, back robbin' again (on God)
I'm back, back, toppin' your bitch (I'm back)
I'm back calling shots again (blrrd, blrrd)
I'm back, chargin' a bitch (I'm back)
I'm back, slaughtering shit (I'm back, I'm back)
I'm back on bullshit (I'm back)
Nigga, I'm back, shootin' up some shit
I'm back (blrrd)