Goin' Back Home

(album: Welcome To Bubba Land - 2023)

Huh, uh, I got drip—uh, uh
I got drip fare, uh
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
I got brick fare
I got drip fare, uh
I got brick fare
Pay for a bitch hair
Uh-uh

I'm tired of fucking these hoes, it's time to go back home
I'm trapping up off the phone, I'm tired of swinging them Os
I'm tired of swinging the pole, bitch, fuck the famous hoes
They act like they don't know me and what the fuck I'm famous for

I'm famous for trapping the Bubba, uh, I'm famous for swinging the cutter
I pull up and finger-fuck her, might text her, but never fuck her
A robber from out the city, I ran it up, I was trapping Bubba
Robbing half of the city, Boston always staying in trouble

That blicky got the hiccups and when I blow it, that bitch gon' stutter
Ain't shit, nigga, we can fight, I'm bumping good like D-Slugga
My Tahoe tinted up, coming through like undercovers
I'll drop a mill' on your head, you fuck off with my brother
I'm out here ducking the feds, leave a hundred up on her bed
Ride with me like I got pegs, I'm cutting her off, she don't give head
I see it up in his eyes, boy, give me that blicky, your ass scared
I'm out here moving swiftly, half of these opp-ass niggas on dead
I don't care if she got some followers, I'ma leave the lil' bitch on read
Out here trapping hella ice like I just jumped on a sled
Check out my neck, it's hella ice, I got that shit from trapping meds
If she can't show a fifty ball, bitch, get up out my bed

I'm tired of fucking these hoes, it's time to go back home
I'm trapping up off the phone, I'm tired of swinging them Os
I'm tired of swinging the pole, bitch, fuck the famous hoes
They act like they don't know me and what the fuck I'm famous for

I'm famous for trapping the Bubba, uh, I'm famous for swinging the cutter
I pull up and finger-fuck her, might text her, but never fuck her
A robber from out the city, I ran it up, I was trapping Bubba
Robbing half of the city, Boston always staying in trouble

Uh, uh, uh, whoa, Kemosabe, big balling, this my hobby
Before these nigga was doing 'Cats, I was running up 'round the lobby
Before they got on Hellcats, I was whipping a big body
If you don't like how I pop my shit, nigga, we can hit 'bout it
That Tweeting up on IG'll get a nigga stick 'bout it
Uh, saying that, "Lil' Boston," last nigga got flipped 'bout it
That shit up in my hand, ain't gotta come off the hip 'bout it
Playing with the money'll get your ass killed 'bout it
Pull up, white and blue McLaren, Boston just fucked on a Karen
Real fucking pallbearing, why the fuck is y'all starin'?
Get in the field and do some leg work like my name was Uncle Daren
Connect this bitch like we on Bluetooth, me and her pairing

I'm tired of fucking these hoes, it's time to go back home
I'm trapping up off the phone, I'm tired of swinging them Os
I'm tired of swinging the pole, bitch, fuck the famous hoes
They act like they don't know me and what the fuck I'm famous for