Bring It Bak

(album: Molly World - 2018)

Yeah, we spilling on them niggas for real, you dig
Tuh
Rich, spilling that shit on 'em
Hap-hap-hap-happy
Nah mean?
Hap

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig

Dripping on them pussy niggas, really though
Shoot a nigga then I take a video
Pussy Hulk Smash'd, now it look like Cheerios
Nigga, I'm in that Hellcat, backseat, eating cereal
Redbone, dig, cutthroat, dig
Dope boy magic, drove [?]
My family never ratting, I'm the last Don
Mafioso in this bitch, I told 'em get low
I got a whole band of crooks for a broke hoe
Know Phone finna go and get some toto and get the dome
Never did no drive-by, they in slow-mo, I just walk up
Nigga, I'ma make sure those crackers don't find you, call it chalk dust
Yeah, 4301, just without the bums, ain't nothing new
You see I fucked a witch, I tried to hitch, gave her a broom
Talked to God today about the plan, he told on you
Show my dick on IG, I'ma need a super zoom (SSET)
Don't drink Tech, no IT, I could teach you what I do (did that)
Fucked a bitch in Portland, the next day, I caught the flu
I drink syrup when it get boring, it ain't never nothing new
I ain't sleep, I'm never snoring, I check on my opps way more than you, uh

Bring your ass back
Bring your ass back
Bring your ass back
Bring your ass back
I think I might be happy
Girl, bring it back
Shake it for a stack
Walking with the MAC
Push your shit back
We them niggas popping
We them niggas on it
We them niggas wilding
We just [?], they follow
My hoes in Armani
That's how you identify 'em
Nigga, we the SSET Almighty
Y'all them niggas dropping

Top off the Benz, left with your friend
Her tract ain't sewed in, blew off in the wind
Phone off the Xan, they sleep on me again
Nikki rub my back and she got stabbed
These niggas part time traitors and full time haters
I don't know where they do that at
Say they pulling up on you, but you know they all fu, body rubber
So you know I had to scream "Free Bam"
My clip bubble when it's 93 degrees like fuck it
I ain't finna compromise my fit
Duct tape your momma, lil nigga, you don't want no trouble
But I gotta break off my wrist
What you sayin'? We the gang
Sending hits, we ain't come to play
Bitch, you a trick, I let you buy my main
Pimping, bitch, raise up your cup, mane
Dig

Bring your ass back
Bring your ass back
Girl, bring it back
Shake it for a stack
Walking with the MAC
Push your shit back
We them niggas popping
We them niggas, yeah
We them niggas
We them niggas dropping
We them niggas popping
We them niggas dropping
We them niggas popping
We them niggas dropping
Drop, drop