Back for Another One

[Intro] The moment you've all been waiting for [Verse 1: Casey] Uh, say hello to the great one Mixtapes for free homie, here take one It might come in handy A record deal was the best thing y'all can hand me My squad, the new Grammy family Uh, but they ain't feelin' it, oh well, more bars, I'm spillin' it Every time I touch a mic they be like yo, your touch is tight Y'all's focus I took slow shots, bash so hard and slow Just like a robot, you not hot man I'm sorry for the truth, Customized Greatly, killin' shit Casey feels sorry in the booth, uh Flow's so sweet they put fillings in my tooth, yeah Fillings in my teeth, Ace the Creator on the beat Casey Veggies on the vocals got you niggas in a chokehold, uh oh Yeah, yeah, he's at it again, spread the word tell your moms and your friend Yeah, because I'm [Hook] Back for another one, back, back, back for another one (Goddamn) Back for another one, back, back, back for another one (Yeah, because I'm) [Verse 2] The difference between me and them rappers Is I wear clothes fresh out the wrapper Undivided attention, the show's on And no cancelled shit, it must go on Nigga, volume two, uh, turn up the volume, too I'm crazy lyrically, come get at me seriously Niggas know I kill 'em mentally and spiritually I hope you're hearin' me, uh First mixtape was hot, I hope you fear me Believe that, y'all niggas didn't believe that he rap And now y'all bob your heads to the things that he rap Uh, y'all niggas didn't believe that he rap and Now y'all bob your heads to the things that he rap This nigga hated and she clap, no handshakes leave daps [Hook] [Verse 3: Tyler] Damn, back for another one with robots I'm so hot, you're cold, now here's a fucking sweater Look, I can't have no other fun With my pops probably cause he out with his other son But, I'm super steezy like my last beat My bitch super greezy like her lunch be granola bars I spill healthy verses, call 'em granola bars Now every bitch wanna eat her Casey Veggies with no salt Now it's so crazy, other people than my moms is callin' me baby My nigga get ya hopes down, you couldn't persuade me To collaborate with you niggas, ya lyrics is lazy I'm undefeated, but the suede shoes is Puma I'm the cancer and the tumor with the drums and the tubas blastin' I'm a crook and it's a castle If I am the shit, then I'm guessin' my mom's a asshole [Hook]