I’m Back

By Dougie B

On I’m Back

Released on May 4, 2022

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[Intro]

Grrah, grrah

Grrah, grrah, ah, grrah

(A Lau on the beat)

(Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)

Gang (DOA, Gang)


[Chorus]

And they thought I was done with the shit

Fuck it, so I'ma start buggin' again

Like and they know they can't fuck with the kid

Geekin', I feel like the heart of this shit (Ah)

Like, every day it get harder and shit

I go harden and shit, baby, pardon the drip

Like anywhere we gon' park out the whip

KK get you, your mother and father a bitch


[Verse 1]

Call me D Payne, double chop, two grips

Two clips off a bean, I'ma fiend for the hit

Crodies, they with me, they throwin' up Crip

Bloodies, they with me, we yеllin', "Don't trip"

Like red beam for thе fours in the V

Green beam for the Gz, blue beam for the P

And you niggas ain't really fuckin' with me on the beat

Dougie B, ain't nobody bigger than he

Like no cap, do the dash, just ride for the cash

Shorty throwin' it back, pass for an assist like Nash

Ain't no reason to cap, everythin' I say facts

Like 100K on my body, I'm tact'

They keep dissin' the bros, swear to God, niggas sad

Bitch, it be 300 DOA, fuck if you feel a way

Add a K, then you a pack


[Verse 2]

Ah

I got on, I put on for the team

Gotta shit on them niggas who didn't believe

Kay Kay, he with me, buggin' with the heat

That's my brother, I'm clippin' cousins just for free (Ah)

Call me D Wade, all I need is three

I be boomin' to kill, fiend for the P

He said me, be an imposter

I ain't never wanna be a pop bum

You a loser, niggas need to stop it

With some lil' dirty niggas on the roster

But fuck that, let's get litty

We get benty, wocky with the Casa'

Watch her get sturdy, Zaza punchin', kickin' me like, "Tada"

Mention the bro, that's a ticket to bye, bye

We turnin' up every time that a opp die

Bullets gon' rip through his shirt, now it's tie-dye

He tried to run, watch him tripped, now he fly high

Throw up the score, we gon' link, it's a high five (Ah)

Mexican pain, we don't geek, we go cha-cha (Cha)


[Chorus]

And they thought I was done with the shit

Fuck it, so I'ma start buggin' again

Like, and they know they can't fuck with the kid

Geekin', I feel like the heart of this shit

Like, every day it get harder and shit

I go harden and shit, baby, pardon the drip

Like anywhere we gon' park out the whip

KK get you, your mother and father a bitch


[Outro]

Grrah, grrah, grrah

DOA

DOA