Back For Everything

[Intro] (Buddah blessed this beat) (Ayy, hey, Mondo) Ayy, ayy I'm back for everything, you heard me? (Yeah) Yeah Ayy, yeah [Chorus] Ayy, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now 'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out I am not that nigga to be dissed Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house But I promise I don't tell her shit [Verse 1] Check my ring, I'm ballin' with my wrist I'm back for everything I ever missed Yeah, I been gettin' paper ever since I ran up out of that cage like I'm a pit Yeah, double M gang, but I ain't talkin' Rick Ross Uh, double M gang, I took that shit from Wiz Rest in peace my nigga, but it's his fault The way you let them kill you like a jit Talkin' to Wam, you sayin' the same, did you like a lame You ain't give a damn, there up in chains and I was already in pain VVS chain, P.F. Chang, eat out with my main Droppin' chains at Johnny Dang, bustin' down my fangs [Chorus] Ayy, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now 'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out I am not that nigga to be dissed Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house But I promise I don't tell her shit [Verse 2] Ayy, zoolin' at the house, fuckin' with TikToks Yeah, I been goin' viral with my jits Yeah, my gun got a drum, I call this motherfucker hip-hop Hop out the car, tear up a nigga hip Paralyzed from waist down, that was 'posed to be your homie Every time I'm in H-Town, I suppose I drink some codeine Christian Louboutin, steppin' red bottom like my toes bleed My daddy never spent no time with me, still bought him a Rollie I ain't even in my prime, but a young nigga on top I ain't even twenty-five, spent quarter million on a watch Back for everything that's mine and everything I forgot And everything that I lost and everything to be got And really, I want your spot [Chorus] Ayy, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now 'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out I am not that nigga to be dissed Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house But I promise I don't tell her shit