Vado - Back Again Lyrics
(Verse)Went from more marsh clears than mackageHer man start M series the packageA good dude need a bad *****It’s no reekin when the max litStill creepin with my last chickWas pamperin niggas, trainin em how to have shitDid a whole, ***** all I have shitThe winter too long to act like I never had shitPimp still on, winnin feel someSaid the young talent was swag like Ben Grill’s sonShots hittin the center, they tryina kill someQuarter mill done, niggas slit like when the bill comeBut thank God I know how to make shitIn ghetto gutter go in to take shitNiggas we bank after bank, we try to rape shitThen go drink after drink, and celebrate shitSame class with street legendsDeep measures with niggas that blast the heat betterFunny style, don’t laugh but speak cleverDark knights, get you killed faster than Heath LedgerRap bane, 2 guns Max PaynePac came for the worst shower, Jack ChainYou catch change when getting some trap changeArrogant, act strange, I’m *****y I act damedDash at me, you give me the ass pass you65 clash you I be the swag masterSensei Bentley washed in wax afterHit all stars in the morn then sax afterIf you ask for it, the arm liftRose is on the dashboard like one zipBlack everything, chrome rims, my arm sickKnockin every track out without a bomb fist[Hook]The game whack so I’m bout to getNiggas in the trap like what’s happenninThey wanna see a nigga rap againI ain’t on it but the homies not havin itNiggas talk that fly shit,I does that, that’s my shitThey like V you ain’t comfortableYou don’t come from money, you ain’t a Huxtable(Verse)I feel like a when he put out the VanquishOr like Ec when that SL was dangerousIt’s too hot for these fake shitsI done got too hot was on my main shitI played the block where ox rot and jay sitPut my money on poo, G spot, he acinI got 3 spots I’m chasin,Dolla for dolla, servin out of my basementI see a lot of replacements, we lean on you like we gotta be wastedJust take what’s out of the safe thenToo many keys, said he gotta be maintenanceI’m in the T top slot, it’s been a month you niggas only rewind once,Sellin d brown while d block buck,In the town I put 8 balls like a Reebok tuckAh, you can smell the piff, ain’t gotta open the bag you could tell it’s it,Yeah import her a bag it’s what you tell this *****That’s all corny and sad, I can tell you *****[Hook]The game whack so I’m bout to getNiggas in the trap like what’s happenninThey wanna see a nigga rap againI ain’t on it but the homies not havin itNiggas talk that fly shit,I does that, that’s my shitThey like V you ain’t comfortableYou don’t come from money, you ain’t a Huxtable
