I'm Back lyrics

This is for entertainment purposes only 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)