Lil Poppa, EST Gee - BRING IT BACK lyrics

Janarious Mykel Wheeler

[Lil Poppa, EST Gee - BRING IT BACK lyrics]

Ayy, nigga, if it's up, this shit can go down
Ayy, bitches
You gon' let me fuck? I need to know now
In lovin' memory, RIP
He took the whole round
808, this bitch be stressin' me
I might need a whole pound

I might try to speed up, she gon' tell me
"Slow down" ayy, tell them niggas, "Ease up
" try to bite my whole style
Shit, I might need to grow up
I just had a whole child
And, we gon' tear this city up, yeah
We burn down the whole town
Like, shh, don't say it so loud
Yeah, this a red zone, put
You in the dead zone, uh
I tell the DJ, "Bring it back for all the
Hitters in the cut"
Tell 'em niggas run it back
They tryna spin right now

Since I told, it's tit for tat
You gon' get it just for that
I got some BDs in my city, they just take it
They don't rap for them niggas, all cap
Ayy, I'm too geeked, so, I don't nap
They say we not
They postin' RIP on the same app
Been trappin' three days straight
He ain't even take a bath
He ain't get to see his kids
Ain't get to fuck his better half
'Cause this some shit they got to have
I hear him talkin', I just laugh
That same shit you flexin'
I spent that in Saks Fifth Ave
Nigga, I mean it was nothin'
That lil' bitch you're lovin', she fuckin'
That nigga you cuff been
Confronted by my cousin
Then you try and sit back, you
Try and get this lick back, why you rushin'?
Like, fuck it, that shit ain't nothin'
We hop out bustin'

I might try to speed up, she gon' tell me
"Slow down" ayy, tell them niggas, "Ease up
" try to bite my whole style
Shit, I might need to grow up
I just had a whole child
And, we gon' tear this city up, yeah
We burn down the whole town
Like, shh, don't say it so loud
Yeah, this a red zone, put
You in the dead zone, uh
I tell the DJ, "Bring it back for all the
Hitters in the cut"
Tell 'em niggas run it back
They tryna spin right now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'll paint my whole town
(Oh) , got up close, and hit they face
(Got up close and hit they Shh)
He went out of town, it was out of bounds
I put 'em in they place
(Put 'em in they place) i'm a snake, so
I don't got room for mistakes
(yeah) , I'm off the waste (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't play, play, get 'em spanked
I need 'em gone today
(yeah, I need 'em gone today)
Heard his venom in the K
Know his venom in this Drac'
Applyin' pressure 'til he break
Was ready to die MIA
This the kind to make him faint
This the kind to make a nigga
Move his mama out of state
Send her son out of space
Make his lose all faith
He survived, he walked silly shots
Make him drop where he pissed on
Cost dented fifty-five boss niggas hang
Mixer i'm a long, cross nigga

I might try to speed up, she gon' tell me
"Slow down" ayy, tell them niggas, "Ease up
" try to bite my whole style
Shit, I might need to grow up
I just had a whole child
And, we gon' tear this city up, yeah
We burn down the whole town
Like, shh, don't say it so loud
Yeah, this a red zone, put
You in the dead zone, uh
I tell the DJ, "Bring it back for all the
Hitters in the cut"
Tell 'em niggas run it back
They tryna spin right now

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