If I had to go bar to bar I’ll just puke verse

Every shot or punch that I took was

Heavy I saw a Buch of fucking cute girls

Crazy, I caught them thoughts and I just used for my own benefits, I’m way fucking head of this

Stop playing I’m veteran

Opps saying I’m repetitive, gob AK level it

Drop a song excederin

Got heads? Yeah they feelings this

Pop saying you winning it

If they got the wave I’m the moon bitch

I don’t even have to pull the strings to get you through kid

Like every surrounding place I’m too lit

Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew you’rе too shit

We ain’t the same you foolish

Insanе with the game I’m prudish

You can’t comprehend my rhyme my full list

My sentence (sense-tends) to leave you clueless

(Hook)

I’m back, I’m back, I catch the bag, I wreck hella pad, I stack toe tags

I’m back

To be the greatest

I’m back

To make my haters hate me more

I’m back

To take your spot

I’m back

To destroy this bitch (x2)

(Verse 2)

My hook got the best quote

Booking my place on the throne

Do I rely? No

I need to be cheese high dough

All the rupees I note

Bitch you’ve seen my goal

Is to achieve only dream I chose

Is to be heard on each side of coast

I be at each individual MC services funeral ceremony

Preach spirituality not to fuck with the best I mean me

Physically or on a beat treating these other artist like feces

Easily these creep stick to my beef that’s my steak

If I’m a dick I stand every time you suck

Alarms start ticking when my hand start to budge

Calm you bitches I just planned to cuss

Rugrats get pads stack facts cause I’m

(Hook)

I’m back, I’m back, I catch the bag, I wreck hella pad, I stack toe tags

I’m back

To be the greatest

I’m back

To make my haters hate me more

I’m back

To take your spot

I’m back

To destroy this bitch (x2)

(Verse 3)

I achieve everything I got on my mind

I achieve everything you got on your mind

I achieve everything they got on their mind

Point is I’ll achieve everything I ain’t lying

Do you see me posting? No

Do you see me gloating? No

Do you see me clubbing ? No

Do you see my smoking? No

Do you see me on the road like you’re broke rapper looking for smoke to write

Yo, I usually be home cooking coke like Cranston so right

Cause I’m so dope you knows (nose) poke to sniff and copy my work style

Pen stroke might choke your breathe effects of the Snow White

(Hook)

I’m back, I’m back, I catch the bag, I wreck hella pad, I stack toe tags

I’m back

To be the greatest

I’m back

To make my haters hate me more

I’m back

To take your spot

I’m back

To destroy this bitch (x2)