(Tae)

Hook:

I'm back on my bull shit again, (bombs, yeah)

Back on my bull shit again

They got me right back on my bull shit again, (bombs, yeah)

Back on my bull shit again

They got me right back on my bull shit again, (bombs)

Double Tae back on that bull shit again

They got me right back on my bull shit again, (bombs, yeah)

Back on my bull shit again

Verse:

Been dreaming of beamers since I was a semen, back then shit my folks couldn't afford that shit

And sooner or later they got to accept it, that bumping ass valedictorian, (google me)

I'm a writer, a goat, I'm the greatest, (I'm real)

These fuck niggas love me or hate me, (y'all weird)

Dont reach out yo hand, I won't shake it, (for rеal)

Free game nigga leave it or takе it, (Tae)

MP the team bitch this shit a thing, we push on this shit like a stroller, (ford focus)

And I know some niggas will get yo mans head, put it on Yoplait like some Yogurt, (Gogurt)

She tug on my knob and then I roll out, sound like im a muh' fucking drawer

I told ya, Heart colder, dont know her but I fucked her out of the lashes my last bitch sold her, (That's tough)

Thats crazy, thats life, thats fucked up, (take a swig)

When I'm jigging be holding my cup up, (I do)

Bitch Im ballin, no Roddy and Mustard

No cap I been snapping since Raymond was Usher, (on me)

Dont get smacked trying to play no sucker, (cause look)

My respect, imma die 'bout that shit, (I am)

You a gangsta, dont lie bout that shit, (Yessir)

Where I'm from they hit you with fire 'bout that shit, (yes ma'am, aye)

I got the sauce from the noodles, I ate, (Ramen)

I don't miss but I'm throwing up treys like Klay, (Thompson)

All hits and that's honest, these niggas are funny

Damn near could've came up of vines like grapes, (Shout out Donny)

Heard Rezzy nem just mixed a 9 with a 8, (in the mound)

And that bitch wanna leave so I gave her a rake, (move around)

I gave her sauce now she cut like a steak, (by the pound)

I mean I dropped the bitch now she broke like a plate, (on the ground)

Walked in and scanned the room like a barcode, ([?])

Niggas shiesty they be folding like a taco, (hoes)

So to see me got to pay me like a car note

And they say my music slamming like a car door, (Woah)

Mound Baby, Double Tae, Tae Huncho, (give em hell)

All this drip, you come around me bring a poncho, (watch ya step)

I want green like a Celtic, Rondo, (2012)

They want to book me, Airbnb condo

They must found out that I'm back on my bullshit again, (bombs, yea)

Back on my bull shit again

They got me right back on my bull shit again, (bombs, yeah)

Back on my bull shit again

They got me right back on my bull shit again, (bombs)

Double Tae back on that bull shit again

They got me right back on my bull shit again, (bombs, yeah)

Back on my bull shit again

(Aye, Tae)