Comeback

By PG (USA)

Released on October 11, 2016

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[Intro: DJ BJ and Chode Boy]

First things first I'd like to thank all the

Loyal fans of PG

Yeah they've been, really supporting us

Through this tough time

As we have recently lost our aunt

About three weeks ago now, It's been tough on all the guys here but, I think we'll pull through

This one's for her...

(PG)


[Verse 1: Chode Boy]

No more syrup now my waffles taste bitter

Call me Big Papi i'm the designated hitter

So much ice on me man it's pretty much winter

If you think PG bad then you better reconsider

Spitters are quitters, I guess your girl's a winner

Waffles and syrup man I eat that shit for dinner

On my way up word to the big dipper

Elevated wordplay Ray Rice ima hit her

God damn i'm the shit boy call me Miralax

My diction's kind of shitty but you know i'm spitting facts

PG goes the extra mile yeah we on this fucking track

I'm in first place and I'm never looking back

I whip the Pilot that's a foreign I got four in the back

Windows down but it's pouring

Hurricane shit it's storming

So much money that I'm storing

You would think that I was hoarding

On top but I'm not subordinate

I'm out here feasting boy I already ate with your

Will work for food head ass where's your fucking plate?


[Verse 2: Poof]

Poof is the plug got connections like a router

These bodies fucking baited you gon catch them like a flounder

Walk up in that garden but just know I took that flower

Call me a speedometer you know I put in hours

I'm a human V-12 you can't handle this horsepower

You a dog in a rainstorm 'fore my verses cower

Shooters so goddamn loud you can call them fucking shouters

I'm the king of this game bitch I reign like a shower

Re-re be retarded cus my work level is stupid

Word to Kanye I'm a mother fucking monster like Lupin

Drop these bars word to gravity call me Isaac Newton

Your verses ain't got shape, whereas mine are fucking cubic

The other rappers' songs are toxic to the game now it's polluted

I'm a mastermind I run the throne bitch I'm Rasputin

Make your girl fall in love have a shuffle call me cupid

It's been Poof and Chode Boy, now this duo's been concluded (Poof)


[Hook: 1Hunna]

Yo 1Hunna on the track baby

They call me Winnie the Pooh

'cus I'm stealing your honey baby


[Verse 3: 1Hunna]

Yeah what's up

Where's my syrup

Back on the scene yeah we 'bout to blow up

I'm a weak white boy I don't do no pushups

But don't sleep on me 'cus I can still pull up

I see that big booty I'm lookin' for that grub

I always stay winning always cop that dub

PG is my gang yeah we ain't no yacht club

Fuck a little boat ima join a yacht club

Ima fill you with holes turn you to a doughnut

Call me a barber ima give you that cut

I drop that long shot call that putt-putt

Got chains on my neck hanging down to my nuts (God damn)


[Verse 4: Jack Noff]

Obama is gone now we understaffed

So much ice on my neck you'd think i'm a giraffe

Cannot count the zeroes in my bank i suck at math

Verses make you crazy like a fucking psychopath

When I turn 16, I take Jenny's Toyota

Party dumb boring, until PG showed up

Call me fucking genasis I got the baking soda

Dropping atomic bombs Hiroshima we blowed up

Hurricane Matthew, now we underwater

Power went out Ugly god still got some water

Put it in a spell I'm a wizard Harry Potter

I raise up all my verses like I am their fucking father

It's so damn hard to spit my bars and go to class

All my teachers Gandalf like, you will not pass!

We get payed with views PG don't need no cash

No syrup in the fridge but I got a secret stash